letra de lil skatty - twotimevae
[intro, yeat]
woah, woah
i’m in the scat, i’m in the scat
big body, i’m in the scat, cap, i don’t be capping
[chorus: yeat]
i’m in the big body (ooh), that’s a big body (ooh)
i’m in the scat, i’m in the cat, up in the scat got a whole lotta racks in the back
and that b-tch gotta ass, ’boutta smack
i keep me a weapon, that b-tch is a fn, it send you to heaven, i really can’t lie
got a whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta flawless baguette in it cause i know i can rock ’em
my b-tch ’boutta pull up on me, she gon’ suck on my d-ck, then i hit from the left when i smack
i’m not even signing no deal, i got my pockets back, got a whole lotta racks
when i hit it, she screamin’, she squeal, yeah, she wanna come sit down in my lap
i already told you i’m real, why would i make up sh-t, yeah why would i lie (huh)
[verse 1: yeat]
we ain’t even talking bout, all of that sh-t that you lying about
i got my twizzy, they pull up on you and hit up your mama house
i got the chrome hearts, issey miyake the bag, arcteryx the hoodie you talking ’bout
[?]
b-tch, i’m booted up
[verse 2: twotimevae]
don’t-don’t give a f-ck ’bout what you talkin’ ’bout
b-tch, i be booted up, i can see sh-t with myself
i said i gotta go hard but this heater on me
i just think i might f-ck ’round and melt
walked in the b-tch, i was geeking they told me to leave
and then i was like how can you tell?
walked out that b-tch and i hop in the big body, tonka
we giving more gas then [?]
ayy, we give ’em sh-lls, ayy, take ’em to h-ll
ayy, we let it hail, ayy, how do you feel?
i can’t be taking no “l”, my new b-tch rocking chanel, uh, wait
she always blowing my cell, tryna pull up around twelve (vae)
my pocket deep like a whale, talk ’bout that [?]
808 sound like a bell, i gotta jump like you fell
(i gotta jump like you fell, i gotta jump like you fell)
(i gotta, vae, vae)
[chorus: yeat]
i’m in the big body (ooh), that’s a big body (ooh)
i’m in the scat, i’m in the cat, up in the scat got a whole lotta racks in the back
and that b-tch gotta ass, ’boutta smack
i keep me a weapon, that b-tch is a fn, it send you to heaven, i really can’t lie
got a whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta flawless baguette in it cause i know i can rock ’em
my b-tch ’boutta pull up on me, she gon’ suck on my d-ck, then i hit from the left when i smack
i’m not even signing no deal, i got my pockets back, got a whole lotta racks
when i hit it, she screamin’, she squeal, yeah, she wanna come sit down in my lap
i already told you i’m real, why would i make up sh-t, yeah why would i lie (huh)
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