Cole Myer & Yung Grady - Skete

Yuh, yuh, yuh, woah, woah, yuh, yuh, yuh, woah, woah
Yuh, woah, woah, ayy, I'ma send a lil' bitch to the burg, I was on top of the world
Yuh, I got these diamonds, these pearls, and these rubies, you drive a Subaru, I stole the SUV
Driving straight to your girl and then we make a movie
Drank up in my cup and now I feel boozy
Sent a few shots, I feel like Chief Keef
Four leaf clover, this ain't no leaf
She got pain in her heart and it's because of grief, my bad lil' bitch is because you miss me
Got me feelin' like Kanye turn Pete into Skete
I'ma go fuckin' crazy just cause of a tweet
I never lose, never accept defeat
Up in the whip and we push down the seat
I got a fire in my heart cause I only make heat
I hit the bitch up and then we never meet
I'm in the back alley, just look down the street
You know I'ma dog, can I get a treat
That's my dawg
Pull up on the bitch, I'm hitting it raw
I've been making money so I'm going to the top
I'm feelin' like a villain but I'm looking like a boss
Jump on the building feel like Randy Moss
Get off your ass and go get a job
That's the reason why I left you, cause my pockets big as fuck and you cannot bring bread through
I swear that you don't go to me but you cannot stand next to
And if you talking shit, mother fucker, I'mma press you
Look at the bullets connect, Me, Shottz and Cole Myer, call that triple threat
She must be tripping, forgot about the neck
I'm not in the army, I shoot like a vet
I ran it up and I ain't break a sweat
Ran it up, Pour the Faygo in the cup
My time is here, your time is up
The cops caught up, I said I'm fucked
We got money, we is up
Pussy bitch don't touch my bluff
Okay, I got some money inside of a dream
I fuck with a bitch and she went to the team
Can't fuck with that bitch cause that bitch for the street
They see me they run and they fall on their feet
I'm wrapping his body inside of a sheet
I'm with Yung Grady we feeling elite
Shotta flow, shotta flow, feel like NLE
I'm fucking his bitch 'til it hurt when she pees
I know I'm the GOAT, spray him down with a beam
We is the GOAT but don't leave it to me
Pass it to me, I'm the goat, I can run every beat
I swear I'm on top and I'm high as a bird, I stick with my bro so I got a whole fleet
High as a bird, chains and locks, I hit that swerve
Yeah you know I fuck up but I swear I can reverse it
One day I'll be counting money and life will be perfect
All y'all bitches clowns, yeah you coming from the circus

Written by:
Cole Myer, Yung Grady

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