[Intro]
Sko
On lo' grave
Sko (Sko-sko)
Nigga, sko-eeh
Sko, sko-sko-sko
Sko, sko-sko-sko (I'll sko)
Sko, sko-sko-sko (Gang, pop his ass)
Sko, sko-sko-sko (Pop his ass right now)
(They got Wooskii Onnamix)
Sko, sko-sko, uh
[Chorus]
Unlock the car (Car), jump out on they ass (Jump)
They runnin' real fast, foenem thumpin' at they ass (Sko-sko)
Tryna catch a opp and break his ass like glass (Glass)
We treat the streets like school, you just gon' die without no pass (Bitch)
[Verse 1: PGF Nuk]
Bitch, we in the trenches, real wild, it get vicious (Vicious)
Four shooters and them switches (Flrr, flrr), shootin' crowds, it get wicked, uh (Wicked)
All the opps know what I'm talkin' 'bout, so I don't be dissin'
I told my shorty 'nem to stop slidin', but they don't listen, uh (Damn)
Shorty 'nem so bad, how you steal a car and can't drive?
Stole that bitch for nothin', soon as he pull off he gon' crash, uh
*gunshot* *gunshot* Amiri jeans, I smoke my opps in swag, uh (Fresh as hell)
Up the switches, hit him up, his body movin' like a flag
We don't play with ProMags, this a Glock stick
Pop him in his bean, call him Mister Bean popin', 'cause he pop shit (He pop shit)
I remember livin' on the opps shit (I did)
Every chase we gettin' away, twelve can't stop shit (They never caught me)
Sko
On lo' grave
Sko (Sko-sko)
Nigga, sko-eeh
Sko, sko-sko-sko
Sko, sko-sko-sko (I'll sko)
Sko, sko-sko-sko (Gang, pop his ass)
Sko, sko-sko-sko (Pop his ass right now)
(They got Wooskii Onnamix)
Sko, sko-sko, uh
[Chorus]
Unlock the car (Car), jump out on they ass (Jump)
They runnin' real fast, foenem thumpin' at they ass (Sko-sko)
Tryna catch a opp and break his ass like glass (Glass)
We treat the streets like school, you just gon' die without no pass (Bitch)
[Verse 1: PGF Nuk]
Bitch, we in the trenches, real wild, it get vicious (Vicious)
Four shooters and them switches (Flrr, flrr), shootin' crowds, it get wicked, uh (Wicked)
All the opps know what I'm talkin' 'bout, so I don't be dissin'
I told my shorty 'nem to stop slidin', but they don't listen, uh (Damn)
Shorty 'nem so bad, how you steal a car and can't drive?
Stole that bitch for nothin', soon as he pull off he gon' crash, uh
*gunshot* *gunshot* Amiri jeans, I smoke my opps in swag, uh (Fresh as hell)
Up the switches, hit him up, his body movin' like a flag
We don't play with ProMags, this a Glock stick
Pop him in his bean, call him Mister Bean popin', 'cause he pop shit (He pop shit)
I remember livin' on the opps shit (I did)
Every chase we gettin' away, twelve can't stop shit (They never caught me)
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