More from Skyte!
Youtube:
www.youtube.com/channel/UCJFXu-IFUxpnvXkAHEroIVQ
Apple Music:
music.apple.com/us/artist/skyte/1521974191
Spotify:
open.spotify.com/artist/1Ns95vooI1gESBvt8cEt9U

Lyrics: 

[Chorus]
Step catch a clip with yo' stupid ass
I'm makin' double, you make nigga do the math
She say she don't got a ride home
I get to laughing I turn to a Uber add
Stick got a flash like a iPhone
You better hope it don't hit when the ruger blast
There ain't no place where I go
See a opp lackin', I aim and shoot his ass

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I feel like Jonah Hill, yuh, she could get super bad
I geek up, I throw that pill, yuh, clip got a ruler mag
UPS, I creep through and move the pack
Shoot first, nigga no we ain't shootin' back
Nigga mention my name, get his noodle wacked 
Smokin opps with my bro like "Where voodoo at?" (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Look, stackin' the clip on yo' stupid ass
I'm makin' double, you made nigga do the math
She say she don't got a ride home
I get to laugh and I turn to a Uber app
Stick out the flash like a iPhone
You better hope it don't hit when the ruger blasts
There ain't no place where I go
See a opp lackin', I aim and shoot his ass

[Verse 2]
And my gang been locked in we don’t miss when we spin know your lo where you been cause we to in tact
Nigga, open your bank, go and put in your pin and just transfer the racks to my Mula app
Sendin' shots out the tecc man, I swing with with the gen and it take out yo' dog, get your poodle back
I'm the Lion King, bitch, I'm the cooler cat
Up that MAC, all your hear is a "Brrat"
I need oven mitts, I'm havin' hot heat
These boys bots I can find they ass at mavekon creek 
I got sauce, I out-drip you with the fuckin' white tee
Want that top, ain't no conversation, come and gawk me
Bitch, you lost me, talkin' 'bout I'm your top three
All I know is one, if I'm not then why you talkin'?
Way too many pills, wake up on the fuckin' concrete
I just want brain, I'm thinkin' just like a zombie
I got the grip on the seat 
I dont' play choppa big titty, bitch made it look like I'm K'
Catch me a hat, tryna up me a rank
I be here too much, they think I work for the bank
Drowning my gigs, I belong in the tank
Come and guard me, nigga, come get in the paint
I'm farmin', I'm in the spot with the Drake 
Go Garnet, he catch a fist in his face
I'm parkin', bro already out the Wraith
Mark it, put a bullet in his face, darn it
I done bloodied up the babes 
She he want the meat, I put pudding in cake
Tryna save music, it’s in a shooken estate
Better duck when you see me, you look to you late
This nigga broke 'cause I took all his pay 
Taught my apes how to shoot All my apesPlanet of the Apes
Fake ID granted, it was fake
I still got in the club with yo' bitch, mate
Red hot bullets, burnin' out the tecc
Let em step up, it's his death day
Think I fell in love with makin' check
Marry the guap, I'm like "Yes, bae"
I got em mad that I'm up next
Pissin' 'em off when I flex, ayy
Yeah, yeah, okay
Pissin' 'em off when I flex, ayy
Jump on the gang, that's a death day
Caught em alone nigga, checkmate

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh-uh, uh
Caught em alone nigga, checkmate

DO THE MATH

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My musical inspiration stems from my cousins and the influence of Juice WRLD. I create music to express my emotions and share my truth with the world. 23

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