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Blame on me no on you
No shame on you, on me no
Aye, aye

Lil Skies]
Blame on me, no on you
No you hide the truth
Imma slide through yo roof
pop a pill or two
Let them hate, we the deuce
Fuck that, we loose
Pussy sweeter than some
I slurp it like it's

Lil Skies]
She a naughty on the weekend
Perfect night, she gon' let me start to
Baby go on offense, I'm playin'
You want top, I swear the perfect sequence

[Verse 1: Lil
Why you like to lie, shawty, you know you
See you fuckin' with me now cause I up and I flex
All like to do is talk when they knew that I was next
I come up with these hits and lay low, collect my checks
She fuck with solid
She don't be fuckin' with boys
I ran it up, was my choice
She call me up when she need
My girl ain't with no toys
my back, niggas lurkin'
My look better in person
And she picture perfect
Dip and when we swervin'
Oh me, oh my
Put my hand on your
If I through tonight
make you touch the sky
Don't need to my eye
Know I'm not even
You know just I'm sayin'
Got you and all your

Lil Skies]
Blame on me, no on you
No you can't the truth
Imma slide through yo roof
pop a pill or two
Let them hate, we chop the
Fuck that, we loose
Pussy sweeter than juice
I slurp it like it's

Lil Skies]
She a type on the weekend
night, she gon' let me start to creepin'
Baby go on offense, I'm defense
You want top, I swear that's the perfect

2: Rich The Kid]
Hold my up out the coupe
Two bitches, your roof
That pussy good, I'm you
You drippin', on you
She got water
Head real
They into from Florida
You can't afford her
Bentley truck park the coupe
I'm comfortable
Talk then I'm stuck with you
Now I'm in love you
pull up in the UFO
No talk, I'm the CEO
My bitches is bad, do the most
She way too foreign, off the boat
I put her on top, she leaking, she
you a freak on the weekend, the weekend
Blame on me no on you
Girl you can't hide the
I might get a rari
But to flex on you

[Bridge: Lil
on me, no shame on you
No you hide the truth
Imma slide right through yo
pop a pill or two
Let hate, we chop the deuce
Fuck that, we loose
sweeter than some juice
I it like it's soup

Lil Skies]
She a type on the weekend
Perfect night, she gon' let me start to
go on offense, I'm playin' defense
You top, I swear that's the perfect sequence