LA LA - Ski Mask The Slump God

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Oh my god, Ronny!

Stupid

Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her

She with a boy think its Ned Flanders

She said that, really nice

With my ice, I drown her

I found her soul in the night

She’s a Salamander

Cold-blooded the type

Yuh, this ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

This ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh, water!)

This ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

This that him that’s talking shit

Bend him like a blimp

I know she gon' swallow like the bitch can’t swim

Hit 'em with a follow when a bitch can’t tip, yuh

Who the fuck the reaper?

Fuck that nigga named Grim

I am the one with light inside the darkness of the den

I’m a god but I’m still praising God too

Know a nigga know dogs, sell dog food

Know my game on point, no harpoon

Know a nigga said I’m fry, so I told 'em get fist

Cause these niggas too old too broke to

Cut em' off my frequency, no Pro Tools

Blue cheese and blue jeans

And you know they’re Balmains, so they come with the wrinkles like a Pug do

Yuh, this ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

This ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

This ain’t that, bitch, that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

Is that him that’s talking shit?

Bend him like a blimp

Gucci on my body

Feel like water I can’t swim

So I bought a Gucci rubber ducky with the fins

When I was a youngin', hit at home I was 10

Told my Dad I was selling molly ninth grade in (Yeah)

You are now inside of my mind

It is very black and white, no mime

I put diamonds up on my time

Laid back siping Fiji with the lime, do

She an animal, eat me like bamboo

Young nigga, and I’m sly like CANTU

This ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

This ain’t that, bitch (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh, water!)

This ain’t that, bitch, that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)

Is that him that’s talking shit?

Bend him like a blimp

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