Burning Tears Ski Mask the Slump God (Ft. WindsOfWar)

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God & YUI]
夢のつづき
追いかけていたはずなのに
曲がりくねった細い道
人につまづく
夢のつづき
追いかけていたはずなのに
曲がりくねった
Ski, Ski (細い道)
Ski, Ski, Ski (人につまづく)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I got white girls drinking
Counterfeits at every corner store
Tryna come up, like a baby with their arms up
Becomin' a phantom, I leave you a ghost
Toast to the vro, no moisture in the dope
Ass nigga, this ain't no sex, so no need to choke
Xans same color egg yolk off the boat
Told her to catch me to fuckin' her throat
Stroke game on Temperpudic
With a foreign bitch that look coolie
And I'm deadass, she got a fat ass
I call her badass like her name Boosie
Who I be? Ski Mask, Ski Mask
He the weed man, and the lean man, need that
In the four door, like Fat Joe, lean back
I'm smokin' on that, sicker than syphilis, smell that?
Ops in my lane but I never fear that
They on the look for a nigga serving the Supreme mask
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't touch my hoe
Got that lean for the low
So damn low, that I call it limbo
Only got three left, so I feel like Chris Paul
Whippin' it, tippin' it, lookin' the best
Color the Sprite, leave it pink like her hair