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

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

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

[Verse 2: Lil
Diamonds, I like
hate me cause im gettin' this guap
Spend it all on
Niggas fuck with me I was coming up but I'm on they hatin'
That don't sense
We all gettin' money boy why is you
These washed up rappers be
Bentley or Benz, I'm in, got a bitch and her friends
I live for my enemies, pray for my
I that bitch mouth, leave a child on her chin
on my finger, nine times ten
Fuck with the kid if you wanna friends
I just met the and she gave me her xans
My bitch from Vienna, ain't 'bout [?]
I'm a rich young from the county
You a fake Blood, you don't bank
Better ask your bitch how she found me
Keep young niggas all around me
I fuck cops, G-Wagon, truck stops
Got a big knot, ayy!

[Verse 3: Ferg]
Diamonds loop-de-loop (loop)
Hop in the coupe and (swoop)
You is a Fruit (fruit)
You don't got you fruit (money)
Hop on that track and (poop)
I'm spittin' that I'm the truth (truth)
Bustin' mac out the roof (brr, hoh, hoh)
My got an attitude
Well I got a bag for you (yeah)
My bitch is so
Make her disappear a spectacle (hooh)
I'ma hit 'em the Batman, uh (skrt)
Call me Master (yeah)
.45 make a nigga tap (right)
the Mac in the backpack

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

[Outro: Ski The Slump God]
I just sauce like whoops
We smoking, smell a poop