
E-ER DJ Scheme (Ft. Danny Towers, Lil Yachty & Ski Mask the Slump God)
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[Intro: Yung Bans]
Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch
[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I'm sippin' tea, beat what I eat
Kicked up the feet, no Assassin's Creed
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Good reflexes like you knocked at the knee
Accept defeat, you, I delete
My boots from Greece made with feathers from geese
Counting loose leaf with the face of deceased
Count up the bread, count up the yeast
This is for my nemesis, rival
If you pull up, then you're dеad on arrival
We gon' cross him like the symbol on a Biblе
Call him Spongebob 'cause he movin' life without a spinal, huh
Never not woke, my gland pineal
On the patio fucking Princess's peach, Mario
Yellow Louis V overalls on me, look like Wario
On the mic, I'm an animal, hit the cardio through audio
[Chorus: Danny Towers & Ski Mask the Slump God]
If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin' on tree, hashish (Yow)
She said, "No, don't leave" (What's this, what's this?)
Baby, I'm oh-so green (What's that shit 'cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on my back, don't get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (Eeh)
Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch
[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I'm sippin' tea, beat what I eat
Kicked up the feet, no Assassin's Creed
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Good reflexes like you knocked at the knee
Accept defeat, you, I delete
My boots from Greece made with feathers from geese
Counting loose leaf with the face of deceased
Count up the bread, count up the yeast
This is for my nemesis, rival
If you pull up, then you're dеad on arrival
We gon' cross him like the symbol on a Biblе
Call him Spongebob 'cause he movin' life without a spinal, huh
Never not woke, my gland pineal
On the patio fucking Princess's peach, Mario
Yellow Louis V overalls on me, look like Wario
On the mic, I'm an animal, hit the cardio through audio
[Chorus: Danny Towers & Ski Mask the Slump God]
If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin' on tree, hashish (Yow)
She said, "No, don't leave" (What's this, what's this?)
Baby, I'm oh-so green (What's that shit 'cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on my back, don't get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (Eeh)
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