RYN Skilla Baby (Ft. Baby Money & DaBaby)

[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(MIA JAY C)
Ha
Ha, huh

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Fightin', that ain't nothin' to me, that's exciting
I ain't scared of nothin', my cousin was a lifer
Hustlin', you gotta know that come with gun violence
I don't hang with rappers 'cause they don't thug like me
Damn near every whip I'm in five percent
Fuck the beef, I'm gettin' money, that's common sense
Soon as the money stop comin', they gon' come and get you
My youngins help with switches, at least one gon' hit you
Old school K, them bullets hit like Sonny Liston
Last year, I played the Dior 'cause I grew up Christian
God told me, "It's your time, son," I ain't Tristan
Rеally havin' all these bitches, wanna at my finsta
Soon as I gеt up, I be tryna get money
Can't believe I made it out the trenches, I was just thuggin'
I'm a real young nigga, that's what make a bitch love me
Lotta niggas ain't gon' come around when this shit ugly
Last summer, told myself I'm about to get rich this summer
I just bought a Richard Mille, I should get this bitch flooded
Catch a nigga at McDonald's, hit him in his McNugget
Nigga think I ain't gon' kill him 'cause he know my big cousin (Ha)