Dirty South Ski Mask the Slump God (Ft. Spooky Leann)

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God & SpookyLeann]
Ayy, Ski, Ski
Lean god
Ski Ski
Lean god, lean god
Ayy
Ouu
Ayy, don't touch, my ho
Lean god, $lump god
Pussy boy, pussy boy
Lean god, $lump god
Ski Ski

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God & SpookyLeann]
Pussy boy don’t wanna cross my path
'Cause like a black cat, think it's bad luck
Bitch, you guessed it, I’ma fuck em up
They ain't nothin funny, bout the money I'ma run it up
Mo' bucks than Bugs Bunny, bitch I'ma count it up
My third eye is open, I'm adderall focused
You claimin' you real, well, just show it (Ayy)
My third eye is open, get stretched like a Trojan
Coolin wit yo bitch and I got her wet as a ocean
She dirty like derby, she suck me like Kirby
Resemble casper how I ghost on a hoe
And I'm the dead pleaser, drug game give her seizures
While in Indonesia I’mma roll up all this reefer
Acid tabs, with the dab, feel like a jab to the throat (Ayy)
Lean on the spliff and your bitch down to fuck
And she taste nicotine from the pulp (Ayy)
I’m off to Costa Rica, we so foreign need a bloodclaat Visa
That weed you smoking cheaper
Back it up, I'mma learn em’ just like a teacher (Ayy)
I'm leanin' cause I'm Spooky, she said there I be saw kooky
I swear that these bitches mechanics
’Cause all these hoes tryna squeak me
No curry, but I am a killer
I'm passin' out bars, I feel like a dealer
She calling me father because I'm a god
Don't clap when I rap, don't need no applause (Ayy)
Sippin' no snitching, don't hang with the law
Rappers Niagara 'cause all of them fall
Wait just a minute, the fucks in my cup?
Ain't no "just chillin" she rolling my blunt