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[Intro: Ski the Slump God]
Ayy!
Haha, basic
Water! bwoy, huh, look at it
Bet, bet, bet, bet (look at it), bet
Look at it, look at it, at it!
Bet, bet (huh, huh, huh, huh, huh!)
Yuh (ayy!), yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: Ski The Slump God]
on loop-de-loop
So big it look like a
They tryna lock me in pigeon
Even if so I would chop the
Slick I'm Rick
Slick like a fork after used to eating ramen
I'm on a hunt like Attila the Hun or it's way
for caribou (water!)
Tryna bag me a bad and boujee boo
be flipping like nickel when I rendezvous
How I money it's like déjà vu
This not on a Plane, this is Gucci on my suit
Whoops, I gave her like oops
We smoking, like a poop
I just spilled like whoops
I just sauce like, sauce like, sauce like, sauce like
Sauce, sauce,

[Chorus: Ski Mask The God]
I just spilled sauce whoops
We smoking, smell like a
Oops,
I just spilled sauce whoops
I just spilled like oops
We smoking, smell like a (water!)

2: Lil Yachty]
Diamonds, I diamonds
hate me cause im gettin' this guap
Spend it all on
Niggas fuck with me when I was up but I'm on they hatin'
That don't sense
We all money boy why is you tense
washed up rappers be rinsed
Bentley or Benz, whichever I'm in, got a and her friends
I live for my enemies, pray for my
I beat that bitch mouth, a child on her chin
Ring on my finger, times ten
Fuck with the kid if you lose friends
I just met the and she gave me her xans
My bitch from Vienna, talkin' 'bout [?]
I'm a rich young nigga from the
You a Blood, you don't bank bounty
Better ask your main bitch how she me
young real niggas all around me
I fuck cops, G-Wagon, truck stops
Got a big knot, ayy!

[Verse 3: Ferg]
Diamonds they (loop)
Hop in the and swoop (swoop)
You is a Fruit (fruit)
You got juice you fruit (money)
Hop on that track and (poop)
I'm spittin' that I'm the truth (truth)
Bustin' that mac out the (brr, hoh, hoh)
My got an attitude
Well I got a bag for you (yeah)
My bitch is so
her disappear like a spectacle (hooh)
I'ma hit 'em the Batman, uh (skrt)
me Master Bruce (yeah)
.45 make a tap dance (right)
the Mac in the backpack

[Chorus: Ski the Slump God]
I just spilled sauce like
We smoking, smell like a
Oops,
I just spilled like whoops
I just sauce like oops
We smoking, smell a poop

Ski Mask The Slump God]
I just spilled sauce like
We smoking, smell like a