4 a.m_13-28
46 Plays
•14 Feb 2019
Skeets hit you with that funk is like that old town bass wobble 12s in the trunk I be givin no fucks runnin a muck same crew different whip I ain't change shit cept for my bitch lurkin an I'm lurkin an I'm lurkin steady in my own lane shit I ain't swervin fools run up on me like they got a problem they don't want no heat man this Ruger will stop ya got a long clip magazine if I'm buckin prolly scream when I pull anywhere you best believe I be bumpin old school with a tape deck na I ain't frontin I'm just feelin good from the 5th I be drunken I'm only 22 got old fools frownin on me I just think it's funny tht they rush up n hug me fuck bitch step up off me for I clown you n mug you why weren't you be doin this when you wasa younger no heart no ambition fuckers all addicts an lonely I tilt my head up in the sky an tell the Lord that I'ma fly I'ma grow some wings one day an let them dead beats wonder why I might not be all well an known lil Skeets keep hitchu with that flow chain hang low man till I'm old an if you see me in my lane or gettin norcos from lupe say wassup an tell me hey or jus keep goin bout yu day
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Here are my scores: Bars: 8/10 Delivery: 5/10 Impression: 7/10
Here are my scores: Bars: 7/10 Delivery: 7/10 Impression: 7/10
Skeets hit you with that funk is like that old town bass wobble 12s in the trunk I be givin no fucks runnin a muck same crew different whip I ain't change shit cept for my bitch lurkin an I'm lurkin an I'm lurkin steady in my own lane shit I ain't swervin fools run up on me like they got a problem they don't want no heat man this Ruger will stop ya got a long clip magazine if I'm buckin prolly scream when I pull anywhere you best believe I be bumpin old school with a tape deck na I ain't frontin I'm just feelin good from the 5th I be drunken I'm only 22 got old fools frownin on me I just think it's funny tht they rush up n hug me fuck bitch step up off me for I clown you n mug you why weren't you be doin this when you wasa younger no heart no ambition fuckers all addicts an lonely I tilt my head up in the sky an tell the Lord that I'ma fly I'ma grow some wings one day an let them dead beats wonder why I might not be all well an known lil Skeets keep hitchu with that flow chain hang low man till I'm old an if you see me in my lane or gettin norcos from lupe say wassup an tell me hey or jus keep goin bout yu day
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