Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's Skrilla
Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's Skrilla
Yeah, it's me
Shades on, I'm Boul Wit Da Glasses
Bro say er 'cause he a savage
So many dead opps, so many ashes (brrt)
You ain't catch that, I can't pass this (come here)
Shooter stay strapped, I don't need mine
Bro put belt right to they behind
The way that switch brrt, I know he dyin' (oh my, oh my God)
6-7, I just bipped right on the highway (bip, bip)
Skrrt, uh (bip, bip, bip)
I just bipped right on the highway
Trackhawk, mm, sittin' in the driveway (skrrt)
Uh, pull up, doot-doot, doo-doo-doo
Doot, doo-doo, doo-doo, doot
Dump truck, baby shark, doot, doo-doo-doo
I popped the Perc' and popped the blue
I geek-geek like a custy too
Say it in rap, bro, we can smack out (huh?)
Pull up clean in my white tee, rollin' off a honey too (huh?)
Diamonds VV, straight from Lex
And I got a custom pendant waitin', wait 'til when you see that, ooh
Pull up back to back, matte black Track', I just bipped it, nyoom (back to back)
Throw some D's up on that bitch like Rich Boy
Hurricane, hey, bay-bay-bay-bay
Hurricane my Chris boy (ayy-bay-bay)
Maison Margiel', I'm forever gon' drip, boy (ayy-bay-bay)
Send my shooter on a hit, boy (brrt)
I'll middle-man a whole body (frrt)
Straight thuggin', free Blick, fightin' triple homi' (frrt)
Take a four, so I just yack
I think 12 inside a Scat
Swapped the VIN and got it wrapped (huh?)
Bitch, we bippin' overnight (yeah)
Shades on, I'm Boul Wit Da Glasses (yeah)
Bro say er 'cause he a savage (yeah)
So many dead opps, so many ashes (yeah)
You ain't catch that, I can't pass this
Shooter stay strapped, I don't need mine
Bro put belt right to they behind (come here)
The way that switch brrt, I know he dyin' (get him)
6-7, I just bipped right on the highway (damn)
Skrrt, uh (oh my God)
I just bipped right on the highway
Trackhawk, mm, sittin' in the driveway
Yeah, pull up, doot-doot, doo-doo-doo (oh my, oh my God)