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blckk - skeleton lyrics

[intro]
skotskr
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
uhh

[verse 1: blckk]
i just bought the motherf+ckin’ whip, i hit civilian (yeah)
i just had a dream about a couple hundred million (yeah)
tell me what that issue is again, i wasn’t listening (yeah)
way you motherf+ckers wanna act, f+cking sickening
b+tch, i am a problem (hah)
you couldn’t avoid me and i’m the one employ me (yeah)
said f+ck it, i think i got him
fresher than a motherf+cking+ wait a minute, hold up
i’ma take two steps, motherf+cker, fall back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
see me outside ’bout it, bеt it’s all black (bet it’s all black)
drop a f+cking mixtape, ship it with the crack (ship it wit thе)
broke for a minute ’til they email me a rack, uh (ha+ha+ha)
every city, i’m a problem (ah)
blacking in and out, i’m at the bar with a b+tch i just met
and i’m skipping my set
next morning, they coming at my neck, said i’m f+cking up a check (yeah)
whipping one+fifty inside a fifteen (yeah, yeah)
i been breaking these b+tches since i was sixteen (woah)
said he prolly seen better, whatever that mean (woah)
her new man wanna see me with a jury ’bout it (woah)
i been thinkin’ ’bout k!lling him, wasn’t sure about it
and i could hit that sh+t again, but what i get up out it? (yeah, yeah)
she tellin’ everybody ’bout it, i don’t blame her
she don’t know a thing about me now, i ain’t the same, uh
[verse 2: lil darkie]
cut the check
cut the check motherf+cker cut the check
i been k!lling sh+t since i was seventeen on this mac
i’m a fiend for these racks like it was a bag of crack
fans always wanna know when new sh+t is dropping
spider gang the greatest yeah this sh+t is never stopping
i been making music for the art never the profit
f+ck all your enemies and pray they never profit
both hands stuck to a stick like a prophet
both hands rubber gloves on no cotton
both eyes on me you better take caution
smoking so much marijuana i feel like a martian, b+tch
i’m josh but i ain’t joshing
you ain’t doing sh+t with all that motherf+cking talking
all the cameras flashing the second that i walk in
through the window of my car i can see you walking
plotting, sitting with my fingers interlocking
how i’ma f+ck your mom and put you up for adoption b+tch
your songs got me yawning
every show i do i get the whole crowd applauding b+tch
and when you speaking stop pausing
it sound like you stalling
you are appalling b+tch
and when you running stop jogging
before i pull up on you and take all of your belongings b+tch

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