Lil Gnar - What Up Ski

Have you seen real niggas
They be like- be like
Damn, Malcolm, damn
What up ski?
Ayy, what up ski?
Ayy, what up ski?
Gn-gnarcotic ga-ga-gang

Ayy, what up ski? (Phew)
Ayy, what up ski? (Phew)
Ayy, what up ski? (Phew)
Ayy, what up ski? (Phew)
Ayy, what up ski?
Coolin' in the cut just like a fucking blood, ski (hold up, blood)
If you ain't have motion, you can't even hit my blunt, ski (hit my blunt)
Real thick bitch, I'm gon' buy her what she want, ski (what she want, ski)
Ayy, what up ski? (Phew)

Ayy it's Lil Gnarski, wide body Charger
Whippin' that track, I came out the mud (skrrt)
I got that dope, shit all in my pocket
Put that shit on, I can teach you to pop it
Fuck with the Tris, I done ran out of wocky
I'm never too bougie, I cop me and drive it
My niggas Jamaican, I ride with the shottas
She eat on my dick and I put her in Prada (ayy, ayy)
I'm a real ski, young nigga
Tryna free all my dawgs up out that can
I'm pushin' P, young nigga
Top floor penthouse, all up in my hand
(?) Young nigga (ayy, ayy)
Two Benz on my feet, young nigga (ayy, ayy)
Huh, she wanna meet young nigga (ayy, ayy)
So I give her the meat, young nigga (ayy, ayy)

Ayy, what up ski? (Ayy what up ski)
Ayy, what up ski? (Ayy what up ski)
Ayy, what up ski? (Ayy what up ski)
Ayy, what up ski? (Ayy what up ski)
Ayy, what up ski?
Coolin' in the cut just like a fucking blood, ski (hold up, blood)
If you ain't have motion, you can't even hit my blunt, ski (hit my blunt)
Real thick bitch, I'm gon' buy her what she want, ski (what she want, ski)
Ayy, what up ski? (Phew)

Written by:
Brandon Kmiec, Caleb Sheppard

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