Tom: E minor•
Verse 1
Five whole years on the circuit
Every single year I'm workin'
I switch floors, they jerk it
C
I flip more than reverse it
Em
Toe ball, reimburse it
I just hope that it's worth it
Cause if I slap a bitch ass n***a
I'ma make it look up
I'ma make it look perfect
Carrie probably deserves it
See old school might just splurge us
Please don't let em resurface
They go the fastest
I go the furthest
And the niggas been the hardest
And I burn all my blood
Man might kick off your face, I'm worse
Man might leave with the babes,
I'm burst
Man just blood up the place and murk
C
Them man lift up a waist, man skirt
Em
You man ain't been entirely truthful,
have you?
I know the truth can hurt
I know that, I know my two hands work
I know that, I know I do, man dirt
Am
Em
Lyle me again, Lyle me again,
diss that
Sounds of the, sounds of the skank
I move foul, my friends foul with a pen
Dogs start howling again,
D
my dogs them are different
Em
N***a, I'm Mr. Skanks,
got the difference
Big Mike don't need no assistance
So please give a n***a
some distance
Name a n***a that's disconsistent
You man just love begging it too much
B
E
You man love the Americans too much
Em
I do the most but it's
never been too much
Em
and I never get moved up facts
We talking racks
We talking plaques, all stats
Aight, Rube, boy, you do the math
Aight, lil' block G in the South,
but I live in the sticks now
Really been about,
but they think I'm a prick now
Got a little money and
a couple of bricks now
Big's my view but it's funny it fits now
The sauce gonna stick to my
swag and drips now
You niggas thought you
a badge of piss now
Cause that boy got to the bag, you rich now
I hope you niggas know what it is now
But man might kick off your face,
I'm worse
Man might leave with the babes,
I'm versed
Man just blood up the place and murk
C
Then man lift up a waist, man skirt
Em
You man ain't been entirely truthful,
have you?
I know the truth can hurt
I know that, I know my two hands work
I know that, I know I do, man dirt
Stop sweat, loud me again, loud me again
This that, sounds of the, sounds of the skank
I move foul, my friends foul with a pen
Dogs start howling again,
D
my dogs them are different
Em
N***a, I'm Mr. Skanks,
got the difference
Big Mike don't need no assistance
So please give a n***a
some distance
Name a n***a that's this consistent
Name a n***a that's this on point
Froze, wrist on point
For the trolls, fist on point
C
Em
Get your pose and your list on point
Wait there, little n****s
wanna diss this dream
They tryna figure out what is this dream
Me and Flippa come and flip this dream
Us feel big like Mr. Strange
Little n****s can't hit this trend
And I knew it was a banger
when I ripped this dream
Man talk dirt on my name
But the truth is they're not
realistic points
Bigot in person, ripping excursion
My niggas whip this drape,
don't talk like President flips his drape
Real niggas gonna dig this drape
Man might kick off your face, I'm worse
Man might leave with the babes,
I'm birthed
Man just brought up the
place and murked
C
Them man lift up a waist, man skirt
Em
You man ain't been entirely truthful,
have you?
I know the truth can hurt
I know that, I know my two hands work
I know that, I know I do, man dirt
Lyle me again, Lyle me again, diss that
Sounds of the skank,
I move far, all my friends foul
With a pen, dogs start howling again,
Em
Nig ga, I miss the skanks,
but the difference
Big Mike don't need no assistance
So please give a nigga some distance
C
Name a nigga that's this consistent
Em
Em
Em
Thanks for watching
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