Youtube: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWCZBloqmeY&ab_channel=Skyte-Topic
Spotify: 
https://open.spotify.com/track/5AVJ4kQggQpgcuiOWaKPF4?si=802b2d4df4f944e6


Lyrics: 

Remember back then they was all looking down on me
I was at school they was clowning me
B*tch im the goat straight from birth I was bound to be
Yo hoe keep on touching my dick
She arousing me!
Glock to his head, f*ck n*gga count to three
Get out my mu f*cking way
uh huh
She love my smell no bouquet 
uh huh
Way they talking bout skyte man they gay
uh huh
Pull out my chop, Walk in yo crib, Let that b*tch eat no buffet
I bet your mad your b*tch where I stay 
F*ck bout a nat I'll get that replaced 
Got yo b*tch drunk throwing ass in the basement she like to gag she don't need a plate 
We are not next to each other not adjacent 
(ummm)
So f*ck n*gga stay in your place

Mask on my face with a knife like Im jason  
Give a fuck what you got lil N*gga I’m taking 
Chop Pop Pop man it’s sounding like some bacon
Ain’t this your girl?
I think you’re mistaken
Just popped a X and my stomach keep aching
I don’t mean to flex but these Benjamin Franklins
All that I get
How I’m  a chef in the crib cooking up and yo b*tch just trying to eat on my dick
I do my best to keep this sh*t humble on these n*ggas but now it’s getting me pissed
He think he a threat? He pulled up on my n*ggs and we ain’t even move about a inch
I just want the neck don’t even want to see the Pussy know that it comes with a stench
He tried to hop on the field I said sit your ass down and go hop on that mu fucking bench!
Catch me fucking yo b*tch 
might leave a dent
How we so rich? 
It don’t make sense
Step up to me you get jumped like a fence 
Bling on my wrist bout the cost of your rent
My n*ggas demons and you can’t repent
Blick staying on me at every event
Got that b*tch boy hiding out in a tent
Matta fact go find your mother
Rip Lil Keed Free thug and Gunna
B*tch watch out I ain’t stutter
Never run out my bro got another
Flex in your face I came from the gutter
Me and yo b*tch kick shit my my place by the end of the night will be f*cking each other
Slide in the hoe and she Smooth like butter
Come play with my kids but don’t bring your brother
No like,
Deadass b*tch do not bring yo f*cking brother 
Like I will leave that n*gga outside I am not playing 
B*tch you know I’m tryna f*ck like why the f*ck would you even - 

Aye 
They thought sh*t was over it ain’t 
Peel off yo sh*t like sum paint 
Think I’m addicted to dank
You can stop trying to be me you can’t 
Whip out my dick on yo b*tch and she faint 
Whip out my dick on yo hoe she like Gimme it
Going out sad about a b*tch you a idiot 
Don’t go to school would’ve thought I was phineas 
Just seen you post your new b*tch she hideous 
My n*ggas evil as sh*t insidious 
I’m in the room with yo b*tch I’m hitting it
How I stay cold in this sh*t? Amphibious 
Call my brother and he blick your affiliates 
Treat the b*tches like a trick! I’m the silliest 
(Ok ok ok lemme calm down) 
I told that b*tch to chill and she just got way more intimate 
I’m that n*gga you can tell by my diligence 
Mech pencil get the lead and i fill em in 
Yo b*tch coughing off this dick like some cinnamon 
I hold the block up your can call me a enderman 
I do good and n*ggas get straight to envying 
White plug think that n*gga named simion 
You can get up off the ground and get b*tched again 
Said that you hard then pull up and come hit me then 
Big body whip what a young n*gga sitting in
Don’t wanna get your ass beat? Run me fifty then
Heard yo b*tch taking black meat from sixty men
Dot on his head like acne or an Indian 
Yuh nig
 
Don’t on his head like acne or an Indian 

Gang 

Gang 

Gang

F OUT MY WAY [TAIKETSU]

Lyrics: 
Gang 
Yuh yuh 
Yuh yuh 
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh 
Gang gang 
Yuhhh
Ughhhhh
(Yuh yuh yuh)
They like “how they get so rich” bet them n*ggas mad
(Ew!)
I throw racks up on his bitch while I slap her ass
(Slap her ass!)
On my gang I cannot switch Ian no f*cking rat 
(Yuh yuh)
We taking all yo sh*t you ain’t getting nothing back
(Like C’MERE try to get it)
C’MERE 
C’MERE 
Don’t try to run man I swear we gon get you 
Step up to me wtf are you mental? 
Catch that boy fill him with lead
Pencil 
Paint the room using a red
Stencil 
We finna catch you lacking n*gga 
Better be ready my semi packing n*gga 
Beat that boy ass yeah what happened n*gga
I gotta bag cause I’m steady trapping n*gga
Not with the movie or funny acting n*ggas 
I do not share the bag I don’t ration n*gga 
You got me f*cked up thinking I care 
I bust a nut in a white bitches hair 
He sent the addy I’m already there
When I walk in all they do is just stare 
(Like the f*ck are you looking at n*gga get on)

Voodoochild
No your not looking at me 
No!
I put your bro on a Tee
Hoe!
You wanna be seen your life getting stole 
Step on his teeth and his face and his skull
I eat up the beat lil b*tch till I’m full
I smoke real gas you can’t pull 
If u Come to me your getting fucked up
I smoke weed my bro sipping lean he can’t kick the cup 
I cannot name a hoe I trust
The way my name be in they mouth I swear to god these n*ggas sus 
It’s just me lil bitch not us 
And we leaving all the competition in the dust

Skyte 
Competition it’s not scaring me
My cliq got to much vanity 
I’m one with insanity 
Yo broke ass shop at family tree 
N*gga go ahead take those words back
Before I put real shootas on ya porch 
My n*ggas lit 
This ain’t no torch
Better back up fore a n*gga get scorched 
Eat the beat up no I don’t need a fork
Yo b*tch came over she slid in them shorts 
Step back 
Im MVP of the court 
Wet that 
Make em dead meat like pork
Way that your wifey keep tryna slide on me I would think she was filing divorce 
You could never match my stats never meet my high cause u lame boy u a dork
B*TCH!

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