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skimobanz - knowwhatuwant freestyle lyrics

[verse: skimobanz]
walkin’ around and we prayin’ that all of our opps wanna die
cruise through the city and i got a strap to the left, with a bad ass thot to the right
he wanna step on our neck ’til we caught him without it and now he struggle to survive
tired of rappers who all about cappin’ and then i see them and they struggle to slide
i see you p+ssy, you don’t get attention from me
we just uppin’ the pole and we left them deceased
there’s a couple of b+tches invested in me
and you and the hollows are dеstined to meet
and you broke as a b+tch couldn’t pay for a leasе
i don’t wanna be rude, but i’ll tax for the feat
that’s why all my sh+t harder then your unreleased
imma pull up on b+tches but just so they feast
skimobanz or just the don?
all of these b+tches lovin’ every song
slidin’ on opps they say i did them wrong
hoes go back and forth we playin’ pong
all about money so don’t intervene
i’m finna blast if it’s down to the green
i got a ruger inside of my jeans
she f+ckin’ with skimo and she off a bean
they still lookin’ up to the kid and its sad, they gettin’ one upped by my new sh+t
b+tch i’m a pest when i’m ridin’ around with a choppa, my opps they know i been a nuisance
double my cup, so whenever i’m walkin’ around i don’t mean too but i’m actin’ too lit
i get a second and just take a look at your gang, we pickin’ em off like some tulips
i just been movin’ around with a stick man
i don’t think any of y’all with the sh+ts man
i could just catch them lackin’ we be 40 packin, and we turnin’ opps into a l!ck man
i got this b+tch ridin’ me in the vip man
she steady stuck on the d+ck it ’bout cl!cked d+mn
i just be clutchin’ the bl!ck, tryna empty a clip in an opp house i don’t miss man
b+tch tryna pull up and suck it
you rollin’ down blocks and we know who’ll be kickin’ the bucket
i ride with the strap and i buss it
i’m puttin’ my hand up the b+tch so just call her a puppet
and i don’t think you finna tuck it
it’s smoke why the f+ck is you p+ssy and tryin’ to duck it?
he sayin’ he shootin’ he bluffin’
we bakin’ that boy and we takin’ off tops like a m+ffin
i don’t think that they be uppin’ we ridin’ around in a beamer and dustin’ our opps
i got a b+tch tryna l!ck on the d+ck, i just bust in her mouth and she ain’t even stop
i don’t know if you a janitor, but you needa clean up the mess on the back of your block
tellin’ the cops i don’t even be servin’ that sh+t, but i’m stayin’ with crack in my sock
i know the opps wanna pull up on me, but we pull up on them and we airin’ it out
i know the b+tch wanna suck on the team, so i’m passin’ the hoe once i nut in her mouth
i don’t know if you can f+ck with the kid i was born in the north but i stay in the south
i don’t know if you wanna f+ck with the b+tch, but i’m hittin’ her once and i’m makin’ her shout

- skimobanz lyrics

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