Skraper
Lil Yachty, Slim 400
Go, go, go (400)
Uh, Slim, uh, uh (TTontheBeat ho)
Poke a lot, poke a lot, poke a lot
Let's go, go, go, slim
Poke a lot, poke a lot
Parking the whip and the car, demon
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Getting some top while I'm in it (yeah)
None of my whips been rented (Bih)
I be goin' hard from the start
(O oh) , I'ma go hard 'till I finish (Aight)
I gave a bitch my ride
(yeah, huh) , she call me Dennis (O oh)
Calling me Dennis the Menace (Bih)
Know the Greek runner McGinnis (Bih)
My bitch be bad like a gymnast (yeah)
On Twitter, she swears she a feminist (Huh)
I count money
(Bih) , I ride around in my swerve (Skrrt)
I don't have flaws in my circle (No)
They get physical, not verbal (yeah)
We tearing it up like Herble (Uh, ooh)
Lambo is purple (Skrrt)
Jumping in the pussy like Yertle (yeah, ooh)
Time is a hurdle (Bih)
We gon' raise the stakes
(Stakes, stakes, stakes)
We welcome the hate (Hate, hate, hate)
It's money in the bank (Bank, bank, bank)
Who got five in the tank? (Tank, tank, tank)
Talking propane while hatin' (Uh)
Either you sell the same up
Nigga I'm up, up nigga I'm up in the rank
(Bih)
Go ahead here with the arm intact
(O oh) , that's brazy black
I been cool, shoutout Thug, get dough hoe
Work the toe, ten thousand dollar show
Gunshots and a lotta blow
Feed a watch and keep calling hoe
And I'm bled four, and that's all you know
Ah, ayy, Thotiana yeah that pussy grown
Long hair, she just tryna put me on
Platform, he show out
Tell a bitch to hold out
Same feeling, if I ain't like the bitches
I tell a bitch bye
We gon' raise the stakes
(Stakes, stakes, stakes)
We welcome the hate (Hate, hate, hate)
It's money in the bank (Bank, bank, bank)
Who got five in the tank? (Tank, tank, tank)
Talking propane while hatin' (Uh)
Either you sell the same up
Nigga I'm up, up nigga I'm up in the rank
(Bih)
Work toe, fifty thousand dollar show
Gun shots and a lot of blow
Beat the watch when you feel a hoe
And I'm bimbo and that's all you know
I count money
(Bih) , I ride around in my swerve (Skrrt)
I don't have flaws in my circle (No)
They get physical, not verbal (yeah)
We tearing it up like Herble (Uh, ooh)
Lambo is purple (Skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, bih i ride around in my swerve
I ride around in my swerve
I ride around in my swerve
I ride around in my swerve
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