
Shibuya Ski Mask the Slump God
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[Intro]
(Five, four, three, two, one)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (Yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang
[Post-Chorus]
For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (Right hand man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (Yeah, Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (Yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out thе window, let it bang
[Verse]
These niggas bе on treason, I swear that they switch
I just needed a reason, already dug his ditch (Yuh)
They say I'm on fire like a nineteenth-century witch
No snow on tha bluff, the wire, they think I'm 50 Cent, uh
I've been hittin' stains, vool, you too?
Let's be Bonnie, Clyde, fuck ya sayin'?
We gon' be like Pablo Esco'
We don't need no fuckin' middle man
(Five, four, three, two, one)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (Yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang
[Post-Chorus]
For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (Right hand man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (Yeah, Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (Yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out thе window, let it bang
[Verse]
These niggas bе on treason, I swear that they switch
I just needed a reason, already dug his ditch (Yuh)
They say I'm on fire like a nineteenth-century witch
No snow on tha bluff, the wire, they think I'm 50 Cent, uh
I've been hittin' stains, vool, you too?
Let's be Bonnie, Clyde, fuck ya sayin'?
We gon' be like Pablo Esco'
We don't need no fuckin' middle man
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