skin. (with whyodysee)

Fully Produced By rexv2

LYRICS

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

Stop it
Doing that fake sh*t
My n*ggas pop it
Slide tryn' spray sh*t
N*ggas tryn' drop sh*t
I just been waiting
Look at my options
N*ggas not maceing sh*t
We got Glock 10
B*tch I'm amazing
I just been flossing
I just got eight pints in from the doctor
All black spray on my sh*t
Sh*t awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
New drank came in
Sh*t out of boston
New J's came in n*gga just coped em'
You straight saying sh*t
Boy you the coppers
Bad h*e, lay my sh*t on her knockers
N*ggas wanna play
They get put off they rocker
I aint' even play
I just went to my locker
Ball every day
Right wrist might lock up
A whole three days
Lil' twin got locked up
Better watch what you say
Lil' twin might pop up
Had to take off the brain
Had to lift that top up
Said she AB gang
Had to lift her top up
Riding round every day
Gotta keep yo' choppa
Young n*ggas get slayed
Old N*ggas get slaughtered

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
T- Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

GEMINI

OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS

Intro:

Bitch I Got-
Bitch, I Gotta Go (Uh)
Bitch, I Gotta Go (Uh)
Bitch, I Gotta Go (Uh)
Bitch, I Gotta Go (Uh)
Bitch, I Gotta-Uh

Verse:

You Know What I’m On, Never Alone, I Be On Dumb Shit 
That Hoe Hit My Phone, If She Tryna' Fuck, Then You Know I’m Gone Quick
Did It On My Own, This Shit Set In Stone, You Know I’m Not Gon' Quit
That Hoe Blew My High, This Shit Got Me Fried, You Better Go On, Bitch
(Go On, Bitch)
The Fuck Is You On Bitch?
Shoot Out The 19x, Emptying Whole Clips
Some Of My Friends Were Gang Banging, That Shit Wasn’t For Me, But My Pockets Got Old Crips
I Remember Back In School, My Bag Got A Tool, And I Busted Down Whole Scripts
Lil Tune, He Playin It Cool, We Breaking The Rules, That Lean Make Me Drool, Yeah (Drool, Yeah)
“Lil Tune Be Actin' A Fool, He Thinking He Cool 'Cause He Got Them Jewels Now" (Jewels Now)
I Can’t Give Up, I Refuse, I Give Up, I Lose, And I Ain’t No Loser (Loser)
Talk Down On The Gang, Me And My Brothers, We All-Star Shooters (All-Star Shooters)
Taking Over The World
If I Want You Taken Out, My Brother Like, “Just Say The Word” (Just Say The Word)
Bitch, I Always Been The Shit, I Don’t Know What You Done Heard (What You Done Heard)
I Was Too Deep In The Drank, Man, Had To Stop 
Pouring Up Syrup (Pouring Up Syrup, Yeah)
Make Sure You Observe
All This Money In The Bag, My Pockets Absurd
She Got Me In A Trance, She Made Me Believe Almost Every Word
Now I Call Her TV Girl 'Cause It Almost Worked

king cells (rexv2)

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