ski mask the slump god - gucci freestyle lyrics
[verse 1: fooly]
that hoe stay tryna do me
hands on that p-ssy, that monkey, that gucci
better choose up on the fooly or lose me
your b-tch on my d-ck with her hands on her b–bies
smokin’ on loud now i’m stuck on a cloud
not comin’ down for a while ’cause the hike
they say i’m like jimmy with jits on my bike
and i say i’m like sherman your b-tch on my side
[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
b-tch on my top with the lean with the sprite
work that lil b-tch like a tricycle bike
b-tch a handful like a mike and an ike
bite on that p-ssy no tyson fight night
dirty dancin’ better prance up in the panty
pop it, taste it, take it like a f-ckin’ xanny
i am legend curry with the choppa
polkadottashotta aimin’ at your momma
[verse 3: fooly]
[?] i come like confetti
surprise in her eyes and her face was the skies
[?] i don’t want versace but nothing to sake
got so much ice, i swear i should play hockey
fooly’s like gucci and we are so icy
fooly’s like gucci and we are so icy
fooly, gucci, we are so
[verse 4: ski mask the slump god]
h-llo my d-ck and you show me your rear
wrap it, pack it, ship it you know the deal
drinkin’ lean swervin’ camberley steer
had to cop the beam like buzz like year
and i look happy like i had a meal
no mickey d’s but she lovin’ it yeah
suck it, f-ck it, bust it head like concussion
lit like a [?]
ima keep that hoe running
[verse 5: fooly]
eyes glued to your b-tch thighs
she got a fat -ss but a tiny waist
do it baby baby call me brazy baby i just want to see the fadeaway
b-tches h-t me daily
[?] escape me, wavy
what’s the situa-
cut em with the blade
hit em with the k
hole to the face
burn em [?]
[verse 6: ski mask the slump god]
brazy brazy baby ride me brazy baby locomotive like a rodeo
i want that body m-sseuse (ooh)
molly white just like a goose (ooh)
go from her neck like a noose (ooh)
fender bender f-ck the coupe (ooh)
ski with his wrist with this b-tch [?]
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