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lilcj kasino - skitzo lyrics

[intro]
ha+ha+ha, yeah
(what you talkin’ ’bout, lincoln?)
mob, b+tch
you already know i’m top five
(meezy, spin that back), hahahaha

[chorus]
ayy, i invest in the trap, but i’m hands off
ain’t duckin’ no smoke, n+gga, we can pull up, have a standoff (smoke)
i ran it up with the plug and you ran off
trap that sh+t out, i ain’t ask for no handout (trap, trap)
i got a hundred on me and that’s just on my neck
he put some money on me, now his shooter in debt (dumbass)
we be steppin’ on sh+t, n+ggas know i’m a threat (step)
n+gga step outta line, we gon’ get him correct (hrrr)
i’m surrounded by shooters like draymond green (shooters)
i’m surrounded by dracs, i can make one sing (hrrr)
n+ggas know we the paint somethin’ team
we’ll torture a n+gga ’til he come clean (rrah)
this a glock, i can turn this b+tch to a machine
he an opp, we gon’ make him get stuck in a dream (k!ll him)
n+ggas know that i shoot like kareem (b+tch)
ayy, n+ggas know i came up off the fiends (trap)

[verse]
ayy, n+ggas know we be k!llin’ like scream
they ain’t know it was me that was under that mask, though
chop make a n+gga lean back just like fat joe
they know we slime sh+t, better lock up that backdoor (slime)
ayy, my stick got some titties like a fat ho
all these rounds in this b+tch, i can lay down a packed show (boom, boom, boom)
i be itchin’ for highs, before that, might rap slow
i go back to the trap when my racks low
he say he want smoke, then for sure, he gon’ get what he ask for
he gon’ die from this sh+t like we gave him some bad dope (k!ll him)
i came from the block, servin’ n+ggas out a bando (block)
i swing the stick just like rambo (boom, boom)
‘fore i run out of money, i’ll start sellin’ junkies some hand soap
keep it on me, b+tch, it ain’t no place that i can’t go (no)
they want me to lose, but i can’t (nope)
they rap like they k!llers, but we know they ain’t (hah)
i know n+ggas that ball, but can’t stand in that paint (nah, ball)
i can make a phone call, they gon’ pull up and paint (hrrr)
heard an opp had got locked and that n+gga got shanked
all he heard was some shots and that n+gga went blank
all this gas in the spot like we finna go fill up a tank (d+mn)
we strapped like we finna go take down a bank (sticks)
hundred+round clip, so we ain’t gotta aim ’em (hrrr)
come to the city, better know it get dangerous (stop sh+t)
ain’t gotta be in that car, finna crank it (nope)
i want them m’s, n+gga, f+ck bein’ famous (m&ms)
go against me, n+ggas must wanna die (what?)
let me get out the booth and go make them arrangements
wet up the block, they gon’ think it was rainin’ (pew, pew, pew, pew)
we ain’t the same, i wasn’t cut from that blanket (nope)
my bro fightin’ murders, he cut off his ankle (d+mn)
i come from the murder where money don’t change sh+t (murder)
we was just broke, me and gang had to change kicks
can’t go back broke, n+gga, i gotta stay fixed (never)
when it’s smoke on the floor, n+ggas know we go apesh+t (hrrr)
better tuck your lil’ chain ‘fore my young n+ggas take it (rrr)
trap out the spot, we do numbers like matrix (trap spot)
you cuffin’ that thot and she basic (ugh)
freaky lil’ b+tch say she just wanna taste it
just walked in the room and she already naked (d+mn)
i know she on go, but she say i’m her favorite
go f+ck up the store, i ain’t even tryna save it
i’ll make a n+gga do a 360, he see this 380
they know i throw bullets like brady
they know that we cross sh+t just like mcgrady
they know that we ball just like kyrie (irving)
this stick hit his body, need iv (surgery)
n+ggas snitch, must didn’t know that my n+ggas eat rats like we chinese (rrr)
he was crip, now that n+gga a hi+c (hah)
catch him slippin’ and put him on fox 4
lotta k!llers that’s comin’ behind me (b+tch)
keep it on me, can’t go out like pop smoke (no)
all these packs in the trap, n+gga stock broke
all this cheese in my pocket, it’s nacho (it’s guap)
tried to play with that bag and he got smoked (boom)
disappeared, them folks said that he got ghost
got more k!lls than the n+gga that shot ghost
my lil’ n+gga ain’t nothin’ but fourteen
gotta know that i keep me a glock close
i’ll up it and spray it like oil sheen
ayy, pull up in ‘rari or porsches (skrrt)
came from a state where they like to ride horses
i married that money, won’t never divorce
she ain’t wanna f+ck ’til i pulled up on forgis
[chorus]
ayy, i invest in the trap, but i’m hands off
ain’t duckin’ no smoke, n+gga, we can pull up, have a standoff
i ran it up with the plug and you ran off
trap that sh+t out, i ain’t ask for no handout
i got a hundred on me and that’s just on my neck
he put some money on me, now his shooter in debt
we be steppin’ on sh+t, n+ggas know i’m a threat
n+gga step outta line, we gon’ get him correct
i’m surrounded by shooters like draymond green
i’m surrounded by dracs, i can make one sing
n+ggas know we the paint somethin’ team
we’ll torture a n+gga ’til he come clean
this a glock, i can turn this b+tch to a machine
he an opp, we gon’ make him get stuck in a dream
n+ggas know that i shoot like kareem
ayy, n+ggas know i came up off the fiends

- lilcj kasino lyrics

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