Robert Bills - Skeletons

Yeah
We can't be cool
Can't be crossing the line, can't be breakin' the rules
And I know that you see me when I'm with the crew
Better step to me right don't fuck up my mood, don't fuck up my mood
Cant pull one over on me I do the math, I keep it G
If you come with that bull, you best have receipts
I see your bitch, I can tell that she needy
Keep on talking that talk but I know you wont beat me
Play stupid games you can end up on TV
You got hit in the brain now you lookin' creepy
Now niggas steppin' outside in your vee-vees
Skeletons they wont let me go with my friends
They already know that I am exactly what I am
I'm on go
I do not pretend, no no
She know ima get it
You don't eat, you don't get no spinach
I just pull up in foreigns you cant even rent in
She want me to hit but I already finished
Now she coming for more but the dick is expensive
She don't care that I came from the trenches
She don't care that I came from the mud
She just need a real nigga to show her some love
So we gonna count it and count it and count it again
Then count it some more and stack up the ins
I know that you lame I can tell by your friends
Throw some dirt on my name and its gonna be your end
If you ain't bout a bag I ain't worried bout nothin'
You can keep yo old girl cause I ain't trynna cuff it
Walk away from her love call me David Ruffin
She for the streets and you just be bluffin'
Cant pull one over on me I do the math, I keep it G
If you come with that bull you best have receipts
I see your bitch I can tell that she needy
Keep on talking that talk but I know you wont beat me
Play stupid games you can end up on TV
You got hit in the brain now you lookin' creepy
Now niggas steppin' outside in your vee-vees
Skeletons they wont let me go with my friends
They already know that I am exactly what I am
I'm on go
I do not pretend, no no

Written by:
Dave Patman, Robert Bills

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