Lyrics:
I know my ex hella mad she know I'm the man it'll take her some time to admit
I done ran up on a bag I know niggas mad I got the shit jumping like crickets 
Hold up
She say my name when I'm in it
She want that Skyte dick go cop a ticket 
Thick ass booty man it look like a biscuit 
I'm tryna cheat on my bitch imma risk it
Only thing that touch her lips is my dick tip
Bitch imma blow in this shit I'm relentless
Bitch I'm like no other 
My brother said fuck a gun he got cutter
We ain't finna speak on that its undercover
I walk in the bank on me I feel like gunna
My choppa just spazz and clap it sound thunder
That bitch finna hit yo momma and your brother 
I slide on these beats better than some butter
My flow just keeps heating up like "Is it summer?"
Brought it from the bottom nigga yeah the gutta 
I run up on him like boy give me them racks
You can call all of the niggas you know in the world but I swear you ain't getting it back
Don't understand how a nigga can chase down a bitch you need to go chase down a sack
Soon as I download the beat and put it in fl you know that that shit is a wrap 
We catching bodies and smoking they pack
This bitch caught me cheating I'm still finna cap
I put it on god I'm still finna cap on that hoe
From the back I be smacking that hoe
Niggas keep playing this gat finna blow
This nigga pussy he cap bout a pole
Solluminati im snatching his soul
That's right lil n*gga imma snatch that 
Got two big stick in my backpack
You a lame n*gga trapping on snapchat 
O my god
O my god
O my god
O my god
How you still broke need to go get a job
Rod stay on me like the wizard of ozz
I done came up and I look like a boss
She want my dick but it come with a cost
Yeah u better pay up
When it turn night I stay up
I end the night with my nut on her makeup
Booty so thick thought this hoe from Jamaica 
Roll up a wood while I count up my paper 
Fuck bout a cape I would never go save her
Bitch Im Mqueen and your n*gga is Mater
I do not know you don't ask for no favor 
U catch this fade ian taking no taper
I'll have you running for Myles no maker
Go hide ya bitch I'm still finna take her

#ADMITIT [@therealskyte]

BOX MY CHOPPA W/ SKYTE [Benji Ostentation]

Lyrics: 

Said you making bands but you not
You a damn lie for that you get blamed with the Glock 
B*tch I’m anti I don’t even stand with the flock
You cant come alone lil b*tch bring yo friends to the spot 
Im the man with the guap 
Shooting to much hope this pistol do not jam when I pop
Pockets full of cash I had to put them bands in my sock
They gon run it up even if I don’t plan when I drop 
You ain’t like me then but now you like me standing on top
Ian have no one to hold me down 
(To hold me down)
Making music was my only out 
(My only out) 
Way I got so many sons b*tch I’m so damn proud 
Why yo b*tch stay up on me? It got me like holy cow
F*ck her once and then I told that hoe get out
She said that we gotta talk im like “what about?”
Claiming she don’t want me for the clout 
B*tch get the f*ck up out my house 
Riding in a fish bowl you looking like Klaus 
What you got on b*tch on I don’t got a doubt
Yo b*tch doing what I say so I don’t even gotta shout
Back then I was so broke B*tch look at me now 
(B*tch look at me now x8)

 Slayer77: 

too much mobbers
we hang with the mobbers
dat boy talking down we turn em into grabba
yuh she gon shake it like moraccas (idk how to spell)
imma miss that hoe and her big knockers
no you cannot stop us
we got like too many choppas
choppa send em to the doctor
everybody thinking im a monster
im the one who shot ya
green on me like a rasta
hold the stick like a rockstar
that bitch is a good topper

Holy cow! feat. Slayr [glumboy]

Pompeii (prod.mbrk)

#ucantgetnohug (plugg) [hoodrixh]

findaway2cope (prodbygen)

fknupyoday (hoodrixh)

#changeofpace

13! + Skyte - granola bar (jayesosaa)

#1rule

If you feel like pushing up
it'll be your last mistake 

my bro got wok in his cup
he just can't stop sipping drank 

and i just don't give a fuck 
swear my life in disarray 

he say he gone take my fucking life 
what's with the delay

why you taking long?
time is ticking 

You was talking tough shit 
pull up now you kidding 

you gone pass three blunts around 
i smoked it in one sitting 

I feel like a zombie 
bitch I'm dead & living 

Can't have conversations 
with nobody 

stfu don't talk to me bitch 
i'll put this knife in yo body 

I don't want her
 she a hoe prolly 

goofy ass niggas 
jus wanna be somebodies 

I put dick inside yo bitch 
and left that lil hoe smiling 

I am the nigga that they 
want to be 

shout out to Kurt Cobain
the way that he died is really inspiring me 

I just broke up with my bitch 
I'm finally free

Every time i breathe 
it feels like a challenge on level extreme 

I just hit a fucking ghost
that bitch was milky 

I don't wanna wake up 
I'm not filthy 

I just took yo hoe 
she said to you she's losing feelings 

if we got a problem 
bitch then come fucking kill me 

why you taking long?
time is ticking 

You was talking tough shit 
pull up now you kidding 

you gone pass three blunts around 
i smoked it in one sitting 

I feel like a zombie 
bitch I'm dead & living.

#1rule

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