B’CUZ Skilla Baby (Ft. G Herbo)

[Intro: Skilla Baby]
Ayy
Naw, for real
Where the fuck Swervo at?
Huh?
Huh

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Tryna catch him in the street and put his brains right on the curb
I'm with a hundred and fifty steppers, I'm with Swerve
I know felons, I know niggas tellin', I don't say a word
Man, you gangster killer snitchin'-ass niggas got your nerve, huh?
It be the softest niggas talkin' crazy, blame it on the drugs
I don't go nowhere without my guns, I got 'em in the club
Let me fuck you with my chain on, baby, I'm a thug
Catch an opp on his B-day, throw him a party, Mr. Rugs

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Coolin' with some bad shit, lil' Spanish bitch gettin' out the tub
Tryna see if she can help me get 'em cheaper than the plug
If I let you run up sack with me, I did that off thе love
If I trust you walkin' in back of me, most likely mеan you blood
And if we catch him, then he a casualty, we washin' shit like Dove
I asked lil' bro how many hats he got, lil' ass threw up a glove
I'm that nigga, I feel like the one, labels tryna send me a dub
Tryna buy a young nigga pub', from concrete to Persian rugs