LA LA Ski Mask the Slump God

[Intro]
La-la-la (Huh)
La-la-la-la (Huh)
La-la-a, la-la-la
Oh my god, Ronny!
Stupid

[Verse 1]
Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her, she want a bite
Dick game Ned Flanders, she said that, really nice
With my ice, I drown her, I found her soul in the night
She's a salamander, cold-blooded the type

[Chorus]
Yuh! This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Yuh!)
This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Water!)
This ain't that, bitch (Yuh!), that ain't this (Yuh!), yuh (Bitch!)
Is that him that's talking shit?
Bend him like a brim (Yuh!)

[Verse 2]
I know she gon' swallow like the bitch can't swim, yuh
Hit her with a follow and the bitch gain ten, yuh
Who the fuck the reaper? Fuck that nigga named Grim, yuh
I am one with light inside the darkness of the den, yuh
I'm a god but I'm still praising God, too
I know a nigga know dogs, sell dog food
Know my game on point, no harpoon
Know these niggas said I'm fried, so I told 'em get fist
'Cause these niggas too old, too broke too (Ayy, ayy)
Cut em' off my frequency, no Pro Tools (Ayy)
Blue cheese and blue jeans and you know they're Balmains
So they come with the wrinkles like a Pug do (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)