[Intro: Skilla Baby]
Huh?
(MIA JAY C)
Merry Christmas
Happy New Year
Huh?
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Niggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild
I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle
Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound
All facts since a lil' nigga, this Tay B style
My lil' bitch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out
I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout
Niggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass
I should buy this nigga mama house, make him leave out
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Fire bomb the weed house, can't get no more weed out
I'll knock your teeth out your mouth and make you bleed out
When I see a nigga I don't like, shit get violent
'Cause I grew up fightin', hearin' police sirens
Threw the fiends a concert, I got Miley Cyrus
Hustle all day, then spread that money like a virus
Huh? All my bitches twenty-six and up
I heard you got a BBL, can you let me fuck?
In the hood, I'm on tuck, bein' broke, that shit suck
My new bitch mixed with stallion and Italian, she a mutt
'Bout to get rich this year, I can feel it in my gut
Tryna escape, but the street shit got a hold on me
I look like a beehive, it's so many hoes on me
My lil' bitch love hard, she'll sell her soul for me
Been tryna figure out what to do with all these racks
I don't take my swipe friends to the gym, them niggas hacks
My lil' bitch on the G-way, you can catch me in the back
It's so many officers tryna catch me with a strap
I'm a dog for real, they'll never catch me in the cat
I'm so quick to tell a bitch nigga to pardon my back, hah
Huh?
(MIA JAY C)
Merry Christmas
Happy New Year
Huh?
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Niggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild
I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle
Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound
All facts since a lil' nigga, this Tay B style
My lil' bitch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out
I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout
Niggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass
I should buy this nigga mama house, make him leave out
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Fire bomb the weed house, can't get no more weed out
I'll knock your teeth out your mouth and make you bleed out
When I see a nigga I don't like, shit get violent
'Cause I grew up fightin', hearin' police sirens
Threw the fiends a concert, I got Miley Cyrus
Hustle all day, then spread that money like a virus
Huh? All my bitches twenty-six and up
I heard you got a BBL, can you let me fuck?
In the hood, I'm on tuck, bein' broke, that shit suck
My new bitch mixed with stallion and Italian, she a mutt
'Bout to get rich this year, I can feel it in my gut
Tryna escape, but the street shit got a hold on me
I look like a beehive, it's so many hoes on me
My lil' bitch love hard, she'll sell her soul for me
Been tryna figure out what to do with all these racks
I don't take my swipe friends to the gym, them niggas hacks
My lil' bitch on the G-way, you can catch me in the back
It's so many officers tryna catch me with a strap
I'm a dog for real, they'll never catch me in the cat
I'm so quick to tell a bitch nigga to pardon my back, hah
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