Pull up on that p#ss# boy with a Glock yea
Told his b#tch to suck my c#ck uh
Sippin on wok taking a walk
Pull up to his door yea we gon knock
With a flock, up and down the block yea
Keep this sh#t on lock
The 40 make yo body drop
I don’t got no opps but if u f#ck wimme u end up gettin popped
(hold up, what did he say)
Pull up with the black forces
Jacking all yo f#ckin porches
While u dealin with divorces
Wondering where the f#ckin source is
I don’t give a f#ck about that lame b#tch
I’ll just snatch his f#ckin chain b#tch
I’ll drop hits until I get rich
I’ll beat his #ss until he twitch
(Uh uh)
Pull up with an automatic
Lil uzi vert my brand new patek
Hop on the beat I’m acrobatic
Jack his mic all you’ll hear is static
Told that b#tch to hop in the coupe
She ride my dick I don’t even use lube
She bounce on that sh#t while she play with her b##bs
She suck on the dick like it’s a tube
They wanna treat this sh#t like fun
But this sh#ts only one on one
When somebody goes and pulls a gun
That p#ss# boy starts to run
Imma keep it a buck
I really don’t give a f#ck
Pull up leave his #ss stuck
You know I keep no Glocks tucked
You know I went thru all this pain
And lil b#tch I’m still the same
Yall can’t look into my brain
Cuz I’ll leave you dead in the rain
b#tch I pull up like gyutaro
Knock yo #ss into tomorrow
He pull up with cash wells Fargo
I take off like space I’m Apollo
Because I
Pull up with the black forces
Jacking all yo f#ckin porches
While u dealin with divorces
Wondering where the f#ckin source is
I don’t give a f#ck about that lame b#tch
I’ll just snatch his f#ckin chain b#tch
I’ll drop hits until I get rich
I’ll beat his #ss until he twitch (twitch)
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Lil skrrt Lyrics – Gyutaro