CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Sker Friend

N***a, what time you on?
Why you wanna know which route I'm on?
You wanna get killed?or?robbed, n***a?
What type?of clout you want?
I was off?the Perc, so I f**ked too long
Free Santez, he been gone too long
My lil' n***as say they been broke too long
They breakin' in sh*t like Home Alone
I woke up today and the label called
I ain't even tryin' hard
It's a lil' cheaper, you buy it hard
Brick of it soft thirty-five large
F**k gettin' fronted, I'ma buy it all
Took off hundred, say he'd buy it all
The bag on the bus, I ain't hot at all
Dave Money said he 'bout to slide a car
My lean is darker than soy sauce
It's sixty for one if the boy involved
She rock Fendi and Prada, she spoiled, dog
Since she been with the gang, she ignorin' calls
I don't give a f**k about none of y'all
Call me a prince 'cause my mama balled
You wanna oink up, turn your loyal off
Dave punched me in, paid lawyers off
I grew up with birds and pounds
N***a, you grew up with nerds around
I grew up with Sker around
Told him sh*t wavy, f**k thirty round
Like Rondo, not NumbaNine
Before I could shoot, I was servin' dimes
I wish all the real n***as'd pop out the ground
I wish every pu**y a hundred round