Ski Talk

Original

Yeah

My first drive in the Lambo', I hit the ends

I ain't no gang leader or member, shoutout my friends

I'm really from my hood, I re'd up off a skeng

Pray this Janazah and told Fish, "In Jannah, we will meet again"

It's the same me, same me with the same team

Half a million 'round my neck, it gave me brain freeze

Hard-headed nigga, I can't take heed

Bro told me, "Take one," but I'ma take three (Take three)

Bro, you know we made it out the mud, darg (Mud, darg)

Pray to Allah with PeeWee, that's my mad darg (Mad darg)

I fell for her again, she had me stuck, darg (Stuck)

You're talkin' way too fast, I'm on some drugs, love

Awkward conversations with Goddy, he on the run

"You came out of the charts in OTR, it's been two months" (Mm)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's dumb (Dumb)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's done (Done)

Freestylin' on a PJ, it's so weird (Uh)

Look outside the window, see my future so clear (Clear)

Twenty-nine, my chain be whiter than some louvres veneers

I'ma give another bag to Palestine soon as this milli clears

It's the way you mix the Lulu and the

Louis and your hair drop to your arse

You don't reply because you're bougie

I know you hate me, but the truth is I didn't manipulate or use you

I just clocked that the love weren't

There and it weren't mutual (Yeah)

And it's funny how the things they hate

About you makes them lose you (Uh)

But it's the things they'll miss the most

About you when it is your funeral (Uh)

I'm in Chanel in the backroom, that's my usual (Mm)

Different sort of flex, I'm playin' DBE

In the shop, I'm on the Bluetooth, fam

Six hundred thousand spent just in Jan' (Just in Jan')

It's my letter to the streets

With killers and they from E

Baow, wipe you off your feet

I'm the GOAT around the sheep

They tryna put me on a tee

Prayin' Fajr, early morning, tears rollin' down my cheek

Gotta make it to Jannah, Allah knows, it's so peak

Never been dishonorable, nigga, that ain't me (Me)

Never fuck my nigga's ladies, brodie, that ain't P (P)

Never forget who put the burners in the team

One other, one or more, bro, that's what it's supposed to be

Workin' on myself, this codeine boost my self-esteem

Coco Chanel, I don't pay to fuck, they fuck for free

I took my chains off, now I'm playin' in my league

Big whips I be in, darlin', I don't ever need to leave

Push to start, skrrt, skrrt, got me speedin'

Push to start, skrrt, skrrt, now I'm speedin'

I was sober, but I back right up, I'm fiendin'

But I'm feelin' like I'm good and there's a reason

Feelin' like I'm good and there's a reason