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Description
It's as if the party is being watched over by a colorful first aid kit: sweet candy on the tongue and heaviness in the temples. The glitz of brands, flexing, and chilling bravery are all mixed with whispers about lost money and loud jokes about other people's mistakes. Here, the crunch of mint gum coexists with syrupy wine, and phrases are repeated like mantras before a jump - sometimes fun, sometimes a little scary. It sounds like a rebel's nighttime diary: confident, a little crazy, and with a kind of warm, silly charm.
Lyrics by: Damario Donshay Horn-McCallow
Lyrics and translation
Original
Versace this is me.
I'm a motheract, I'm a motherlean addict, take that.
-Yeah. -Six stump.
A skinny had a Batman R, fact. I'm 'bout to throw a party, it's a paperwork check.
I'm fresher than some gum, I'm a cool mint.
She gon' send a picture of it off a fresh wax. We in the same, I buy that you can't get.
Take your pick, you gon' hide, we gon' spank a friend. I stamp the H on the block like it's Hermès.
Fifteen pink ten, then a half a Xan. Skittle head, way unknown Skittle head.
them pills got me itchin' like I rolled in grass. Drank head, red like my drink tint.
I had to walk my home, present was a pint of Tech.
I know I spend a lot on syrup, but I'm scared to add it.
I seen a river put a dark cloud on your They hit my phone and by the I just sit and laugh. ask me, "Did I hit his? " Yeah, but I'm embarrassed.
A music, we get like we was sniff-rapping.
We makin' music in the White House, but we brick-rapping. They left that on his porch, it's on the Ring camera.
My baby bottle in the fridge, it ain't for no children. Skittle head, way unknown
Skittle head. Fifteen then a ten, then a half a Xan.
Drank head, red like my drink tint. I had to walk my home, present was a pint of Tech.
Drank head, drank head.
Still pourin' lean, I just can't resist. Skittle head,
Skittle head. I'ma get a half of one of them.
I'm a way unknown Skittle head. Deuce of Wock', deuce of Quake, and a three of red.
These some Roxy fifteens, these not M&M's.
I almost forgot when I was broke, but I remember that.
I'm a real Skittle head, these not G6's.
If Sprite had a green label, then we'd remix it. Me and V's off a thirty in the Flexim room. Five pill mans on my phone,
I'm finna take some more. I love painkillers.
Every time I take a Zac, I need a babysitter.
Slime her off a pink Perc' ten, she throw the train yet.
I might get a Skittle tattoo on my face.
I'm a Skittle head.
I'm a real Skittle head.
I'm a motherSkittle head. the morphine, I took Skittles in the spittle bed.
Hit him with a green pack of Skittles, they was kinda sour.
It's finna kick in, give me 'bout a hour. He tried to short me on the pills, you know I had to count 'em.
Twenty K eighths, that's a green apple Skittle.
I took a pack, poured a four, and smoked some apple Fritter. He got some V cut tens, I'ma have to get 'em.
That fetty pill ain't work, so he had to sniff it.
You not no Skittle head, you a powder head.
I just took four and threw up the bed.
We ain't talkin' 'bout no candy, we some Roxy heads. I just took a pink ten and a
Klonopin.
-I know I took two, I'm finna pop again. -Skittle head, way unknown Skittle head.
Fifteen then a ten, then a half a Xan. Drank head, red like my drink tint.
I had to walk my home, present was a pint of Tech.
Drank head, drank head. Still pourin' lean, I just can't resist. Skittle head,
Skittle head.
I'ma get a half of one of them