Vampire Skrilla

[Intro]
Yeah, it's Skrilla
Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's Skrilla (Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's Skrilla)
Yeah, it's Skrilla (Yeah, it's me)
Yeah, it's me

[Chorus]
Brodie fiendin' for that blood like he a vampire (Huh?)
E blonde got my jaw lockin' like my jaw wired (Like my jaw wired)
Tippy-toe when you in that house, tryna hit that jackpot (Get him)
Crack rock, dope fiend, that's what I come from (That's what I come from)
That's what I'm numb from (That's what I'm numb from)
Brodie tryna crack his head, he need that a lump sum (Get him, get him)
You better pray to Allah
LA Gua gon' work that magic, voilà (Voilà)
Pull a rabbit out a hat like, "Ta-da" (Ta-da)

[Verse]
I never told you I'm a thug, bitch, I'm a rich sinner (I'm a rich sinner)
I don't like the sun-beam, I like the cold winter (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
I like to snuggle with my babies, I'm they chinchilla (I'm they chinchilla)
Ain't nobody touchin' me, I be with cold killers (Nah, for real)
BD gon' shoot his movie up in broad day (Broad day)
Broadcastin' for a scene like he was Kim K (Doggy dog)
Face swept, FaceTime, face swept, hmm (That's my twin)
He checked, if he survive, then he a vet', uh (He dead)
Whole team gettin' swept, like call a time out, who the coach? Hmm (Like call a time out, who the coach?)
Ballin' like I'm Wilt Chamberlain, I'm the G.O.A.T, hmm (Wilt, Wilt, Wilt, Wilt)
Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred on the board (Wilt, Wilt, Wilt, Wilt)
Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred on the board
Brodie fiendin' for a soul like he the fuckin' Devil (Like he the fuckin' Devil)
Yeah, my creatures each-its-own, they all from different kennels (Huh?)
Say a prayer to Ogun 'cause he own the medal (Oh, my God)
Say a prayer to Osun 'cause he'll send the devil, come here (Oh, my God)
Poppin Perkies once I wake up (Perkies, Perkies)
I hate bitches who wear make up (Huh?)
If I shoot, I miss, I lay-up (What?)
I put numbers on the board, uh (I put—, I put up)
I got choppers, I got choppers, uh-galore
I got choppers, I got choppers, tell my shooter kick your door (Kick your door)
Get on the floor, say a word, accept this bullet, Polamalu (Grrt, grrt-grrt-grrt)
I be talkin' to the dead, yeah, I do Palo (I do Palo)
Mama should've changed my last name to Santo (I'm a Santo) once she seen what she done birthed was really real (Yeah, it's me, yeah, it's me)
Mama (Yeah, it's me)
Mama (Yeah, it's me)