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ski gost - mama lyrics

[hook: ski gost]
mama i’m go’n make it
got the rarri going fast
i got shorties waiting back at home
they h-lla bad
got used to the game
go check my closet keep a stash
look at all these rappers
real ones got that sh-t they lie
all my homies loyal
they ride wit me till i’m dead
why you look so shocked
was it something that i did
or was it cause you talking
and i pulled up like i said
i’m done being nice
i keep a 40 near my bed yeah

[verse 1: lvl one hero]
(ugh, yeah)
mama don’t cry for me i got my slimes
they gonna ride for me yeah
they down to die
they’ll take a life for me yeah , homicide
make a n-gga go bye bye
(ugh)
i’m might be a sad boy
but i got bad boy
my n-gga e i g h t y
shoot first on that boy
talking that sh-t about ski
you a dead boy
ain’t talking bout vodka
when you take it to the head boy (ugh)
all my n-ggas strapped
like i hang around dikes boy (ugh)
already did my time i earned my stripes boy
n-gga got me hot  so i iced out my wrist
keep a tommy tucked
wear hilfiger to my bed
ain’t talking about pencils
when i fill em up wit led
i’m the only real one left
all the other og’s dead

[verse 2: ski gost]
riding wit my bros  i bag the dope yeah
when she come on over take it slow
never called her back i lost my phone
where the f-ck you been  i wanna know
riding wit my bros i bag the dope yeah
when she come on over take it slow yeah
never called her back i lost my phone
where the f-ck you been  i wanna know
they think that god is god
twist it we back again
i might f-ck around and pop a 40
leave you dead
i got secrets i can’t tell you i swore on the dead
i cannot f-ck with a hoe
go chase a bag instead

- ski gost lyrics

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