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]

ITS MY SZN
Lyrics: 
They already know what the f*ck going on

Don’t mistake me a rat 
But I get the cheese out the trap 
Stat, I’m in it beating her back 
Fact, that when I blow it it splat 
We gon eradicate you off the map
My legs hot cause that heat on my lap 
You better not theres no reason to cap 
I’m in her kitty playing with her cat 
We in yo city searching where you at?
Send me yo lo and I’m there I’m shooting 
High then a b*tch got my brain computing 
They finna hate me then ride the movement 
Run up on me and you die you stupid 
Out my mind imma lose it 
I’m to hot I gotta cool it 
Sike I ain’t cooling sh*t
Run up wrong and your life, you losing it 
She keep fiending for dick she a lunatic 
I’m strapped up with a stick and a coola kit 
Thought I was gon cuff? She a stupid b*tch 
No this ain’t no prop I’m using it 
Uh 
She can ride me if I let her 
She left cumstains on my sweater 
B*tch I’m good but I get better 
I’m in love with drank forever 
Move wrong you get severed 
I take yo head off
Shoot a f*ck n*gga in his dreadlocks
She don’t top good now my leg soft 
All of Skyte opps are some dead opps 
You a cap if this don’t make yo head bop 
I got hella sticks I feel dead shot 
F*ck on a n*gga b*tch and make her bed rock 
No Ian missin sh*t I’m hitting headshots 
Look 

Get this bread and stay on top on my to do list 
I can’t cuff no nice hoe I need a ride b*tch 
She give top so good you woulda thought my d*ck was Ruth Chris 
Tryna play me out my sh*t n*gga is you stupid?
Get this bread and stay on top on my to do list 
I can’t cuff no nice hoe I need a ride b*tch 
She give top so good you woulda thought my d*ck was Ruth Chris 
Tryna play me out my sh*t n*gga is you stupid?
Y

To do list [taiketsu]

Skyte - Meet This Stick [@DJGREN8DE EXCLUSIVE]

SKYTE - GON

Lyrics:
This n*gga acting like-
Acting like he wanna do sh*t boy wassup 
My n*ggas is ruthless as the f*ck
We finna shoot sh*t betta duck
Pop out with a new b*tch every month 
Im shooting like cupid turn em runtz 
This hoe stupid 
Tryna cuff me but i had the blueprint 
Back then they said i was a nuisance
But i get it boy im on some new sh*t
Yeah im on some new sh*t
Why they mad at me?
N*ggas bankrupt 
Got the bag on me 
She get face f*cked 
Watch her gag on me
Slide though take stuff 
What you have for me?
Smoking on a stank blunt 
Got that gas on me 
Stop that dissing end up like yo last homie 
I cant trust n*ggas everyone mad phony 
(on god)
I cant grant yo wish b*tch my name aint timothy  
Bro slide down with sticks with clips bout the size of a limousine 
Yuh
I get in that mix i turn to a whole other entity 
N*ggas p*ssy they cannot get a rid of me
We on timing aint showing no sympathy 
A B C D E F lil B*tch i be a G 
I cant do your song unless you send a fee
Running in yo sh*t bitch i want everything 
Ian hearing sh*t f*ck what u telling me 
Shout out davyn we slide and put the AR and K to his head like a spelling b 
You get stuck in yo sh*t just like Bellamy
You did what? Better watch what you telling me 
Damn 
Yuh 
Why these n*ggas act out i dont know
Left that b*tch she dont know how to cope 
Im so rich a zebra on my coat 
God damn
They like “you fye” b*tch i already know  
My opps foo they drop quicker then soap
He confused he got no where to go
Ian on shrooms but yeah I be tweaking a lot 
Cant play a player I see when you plot 
This h*e buggin she easy to block 
Ion date ian feeding you thots
B*tch im up cause i think out the box
She tryna f*ck i be hitting her spots 
Want the blue bills with some green on the top 
You betta hide its late night hear the knock 
Yuh gang
Its my time I ant feeling the clock 
L-o-c-k-e got it on lock 
Uhuh
Is it bad if you never get caught?
Natted up I keep thumbing through knots 
They aint finna do sh*t when we pop 
Acting like he wanna do sh*t boy wassup 
My n*ggas is ruthless as the f*ck
We finna shoot sh*t betta duck
Pop out with a new b*tch every month 
Im shooting like cupid turn em runtz 
This hoe stupid 
Tryna cuff me but i had the blueprint 
Back then they said i was a nuisance
But i get it boy im on some new sh*t
Yeah im on some new sh*t
Why they mad at me?
N*ggas bankrupt 
Got the bag on me 
She get face f*cked 
Watch her gag on me
Slide though take stuff 
What you have for me?
Smoking on a stank blunt 
Got that gas on me 
Stop that dissing end up like you last homie 
I cant trust n*ggas everyone mad phony

Liquid Metal + killmozzy

this was for omnipotemp song war 
prod. jackwya

SKYTE - NATHANIEL B

skyte - Demon Staus

Bak w/ SKYTE

Feat @grey_official

[LYRICS]
(K.V)
Shoelace get you tripping? give a fuck about your blade
I'm here to speak my shit I'm here to say, what I say
Shoelace get you tripping? give a fuck about your blade
I'm here to speak my shit I'm here to say, what I say

K.V up inside of it, yes I'm about to kick the shit
Fuck around with me and get your head split
You best admit, you aint shit, yes you better fucking quit
I'm border to the game bitch and you aint got a permit
If there ever was a reason, I don't really know but how
Why you fucking talking to me better stop that shit right now
Otherwise it'll turn to the pistol talking
Make you fucking crippled walking
Sad ass life you have, better fucking stick to vlogging

Shoelace get you tripping? give a fuck about your blade
I'm here to speak my shit I'm here to say, what I say
Shoelace get you tripping? give a fuck about your blade
I'm here to speak my shit I'm here to say, what I say

(GREY)
Give a fuck about a vouch, all these silly men talking
Prasing about some guns and blades now he struggling to be walking
Rapping like you edgy and dark but really you just stalling
No you ain't crossing me, passing me
Crubing me no bitch you ain't loving me

Poetic mind, feeling so blind
You are defined, speaking so kind
Bitch we know you designed heh, got you left behind heh
Think you gonna die? No pussy that's a lie
We like to do it sly, as if eye to eye huh

Artificial rap boy, acting like you hard boy
I just wanna help boy, swinging like you kill boy
Break ya like a toy boy, read ya like a play boy
Beat ya like a game boy, you don't really want this shit bitch

To do list [taiketsu]

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