Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez - SKAT (feat. DaBaby) songtekst
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(Okay / Okay / Okay) (Yeah, yeah, okay) Wrist so wet I might drown Bitch, don't talk, you going downtown (Okay) I done?made?6 half for?the whole week Plug want a player?then I'm going O.T. (Okay) I just made 457 on Wok I'll hop in that Skat and I'm bending your block (Okay) Nigga wanna scrap, well, then, let it go rock My lil' nigga got it, I bet he gon' pop (Okay) I can make 10 on face no filling, 6 dot like Krillin I'm smoking gorilla (Okay) Couple of my niggas just caught that nigga that was running off Dawg, I know they gon' kill him (Okay) Smoking on killer and taking your bitch on a trip And we fucked on the floor of my villa (Okay) I ain't got time for two things, what? These stupid assholes and they feelings, ayy (Okay) All independent, my bitches just call and they get it They know that this balling authentic (Okay) Chocolate vanilla get hot so I hopped out the dealer I copped a new car and I tint it (Okay) Won't lie, lil' bitch had a nigga down But now that I'm out of my feelings (Okay) I'ma stack the money so tall in the crib It be looking like the roof came out of my ceiling (Okay) Soon as I hop in I zoom Scooping that bih like a spoon (Okay) I got this FN, it sing like that bitch is in tune (Okay) Look at his face when we walked in the room (Okay) Ayy, 35 MAC 10s Ayy, I'll kill him he play with my back end (Okay) Fuckin' that shorty and I'm making her back bend After my niggas walk in, we tagged in, ayy (Okay) Ayy, right off the bat Shorty, she know that I'm black but I'll Doja that Cat (Okay) She wear that thong, I like them tights Keep pulling that pussy to show that it's fat (Okay) Maybach to back with the double R Copped the new Duffle, it came with the double star (Okay) Then I put the trunk inside the front so when I'm backing up I still front on every one of y'all niggas (Okay), it's Tory Hopped in the Skat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay) Fifty thousand dollars on my jack, going stupid (Okay) Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (Okay) Niggas love to lie, gotta tell 'em what the truth is (Okay) Hopped in the Skat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay) Fifty thousand dollars on my jack, going stupid (Okay) Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (Okay) Niggas love to lie, gotta tell 'em what the truth is (Okay) I whip wrap the Skat the same color the Lambo (Wrap it) I pull up orange and brown, they both look like Reece's (Okay) I get in that mode where I fuck niggas holes (Mode) And I break 'em off send 'em back home in pieces (Okay) Got a bitch from the 6, cut her off, don't know how to suck d!ck (6) Had to smack her head, like, "Watch the teeth" (Okay) I be giving the Holy Ghost to hoes, they see me (Ah! Oh my God!) They get to passing out and screaming out, "Jesus!" (Okay) I'ma keep it real, I don't really fuck with polices (Woop) I don't know shit, when I see 'em, I'm speechless (Shh) I don't really wanna fuck with rap niggas, they bitches I'd would rather chill with my daughter and my nieces Acting like he love me, I don't need no new brothers (Nope) I don't want advice, nigga, keep it Let a nigga touch me, I'ma have to show you something I'ma have your family talking to the preacher I'm not affiliated with no gang But my Rollie face blue, look like it's out the freezer (Vewm) I'm making niggas' bitches say my name She ain't know how to fuck so Baby had to teach her Oops, I ain't mean it (Oops), I put it on her face And gave her an all white towel so she could clean it (Ew) I'm Baby Jesus, sometimes I wear it once and give it away Sometimes I hit the cleaners (Go!) Who wanna get knocked out? I'ma come burn a nigga, hot sauce I'ma hoo, knock a nigga socks off 'Bout to cop a new drop, take the top off Should I go get the 'Vette or the double R? My momma gon' say, "God damn, that's another car" (Damn) I got so many square feet inside of my mansion There room in the bed for every one of y'all Like fuck it, let's have a sleep over Got your bitch sucking dick, got her deep throating No, we ain't doing shows 'til Corona over 'Bout to take the trap back over, we open I can make 50 songs 'fore the week over Keep your bitch ass asleep if you sleep on me Tryna figure which car I'ma drive today Hit the gas 'til they call the police on me Yeah, bitch, I... Hopped in the Skat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay) Hopped in the Skat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay) Fifty thousand dollars on my jack, going stupid (Okay) Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (Okay) Niggas love to lie, gotta tell 'em what the truth is (Okay) Hopped in the Skat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay) Fifty thousand dollars on my jack, going stupid (Okay) Back outside, every time, it's a new fit (Okay) Niggas love to lie, gotta tell 'em what the truth is (Okay)