Skymint ft. Keko Lyrics

Phew

Big Band$, Kold Blooded

Gang, Woo

Gang, aye (Aye Quan, turn the beat up)

Goddamn, Goddamn, Goddamn

Goddamn, Goddamn Goddamn, Goddamn

Goddamn nigga, damn nigga, damn nigga

Phew, phew, ha (Big Bands Entertainment)

Chopper hit ya eyelid, get high as Skymint

Chasing to this money cuz I'm always grinding

Walk up to yo party, o got my Glock in

You don't want no beef boy, ima get to sparking

You better stay in yo lane cuz everybody keep dying

Man I don't give no fuck, F&N keep chopping

You better tuck yo chain cuz my niggas robbing

And bitch I get paid, I don't do no college

Yeah I'm war ready, I'm straight from Lansing

Chopper with a drumkit, let's get to blaming

She's staring at me, told that bitch to neck me

I shot him with a AK now he's stretching, Woo

Yeah that nigga a dead man

Yeah I came up in this bitch, you know I keep on flexing

BBE, that's the gang, yeah you know we family

Doing all that damn dissing, that's the reason you dead, man

Yeah that nigga kept on talking, chopper knock him out his shoes

Pussy nigga wanna beef with us, we put him on the news

I don't do none of that talking, yeah we had to grab the tool

Yeah you know my nigga Quan young & reckless, yeah he rude

I don't give a damn and yeah you know I got a bad bitch too

Yeah she always in the seat and yeah she keep a chopper, too

Pussy nigga wanna beef with us, we smoke exotic too

Smoking zips, got them choppers yeah you know we'll shoot at you, pussy

He talking all that shit, got hit with the drac

I ain't got time for goddamn hate, I was tryna get me some pape

Got my TEC 9, got my AR, call that double date

Telling me I can't keep my job cuz I was running late

223's hit his chest, now his body stank (Ugh)

You got yo chop, I got my chop bitch, let's choppa race

If you still in this game boy there's no escape

Pussy acting like he tough, FN hit his face

'Member I was nine, I used to act like Gucci Mane

Now they call me the trap god, we been trapping everyday

Smoking blunts everyday, I can't feel my face

You don't even want these hands cuz I keep my drac (aye)

They like "Quan, what is you doing?", don't you see me, I'm shooting

You better go to school, boy I got a chopper with my ruler

Run up on you with my ruger

Finna disturb the peace like Luda

Now I'm finna teach these young boys

I remember when I was a student

No BloodGang but I be booling

They like "Quan, did you shot a opp?" and "How you do it?"

"How you got so much money in you pocket, you be fooling"

I'm rich now, but I still hop out with drac's, is you consuming?

Don't diss me, boy I'll put on in your head

He said he can't wait to die, so we had to make his bed

Yeah I love my K, but I gotta keep my FIN (F&N)

Man you don't want this probs this choppa gonna buss yo head

I'm from the south side and I stand on it, that's what I said

We pulled up on his block, let of shots, that's how I play it

You better get a umbrella, cuz this chopper get to raining

He said he wanted smoke, we pulled up, and now he dead

If them niggas wanna beef with us so we gone kill em

He say he bulletproof, them chopper bullets had to feel him

He dead in four days, so his momma ain't gone miss him

And Quan gives a damn cuz you know he keep his pistol

Man it's gone be a world war VIII, I got my missiles

Man I been freestyling all my life, don't need no pencil

He dead in the woods so the wolves have to sniff him

Two choppers in the back like we riding in the rental, Yeah

Gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang (Phew)

Gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, (Aye, aye, phew, aye)

Gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang (Aye, aye, aye)

Gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang (Aye, aye)

Too Wack shit, pussy