Lyrics

We go by Skytzo Mentally ill Never chill with them fuck niggaz Bitch pop a pill Triple six all in the stereo Merry go bitches Snorting dope What the fuck hmm Don't fuck wit skytz I wouldn't Test Your luck Cock back let it scatter now yo Brains is on a platter Cup full of that mud Got the blunt stuffed with da Spinach Bitch you all talk get these hands Chiropractic Dressed in all black niggas think I'm satanic Hmph Oh no here he go again with that Dark shit Yo bitch love it she touching my Mask bask in the ambience Woah Watashi wa ī hitodesu ha Fuck that Say goodbye to the good guy 1, 2 Skytz is coming for you 3, 4 Better lock your door 5, 6 Get ya crucifix 7, 8 Don't stay up late ugh Eric draven taken My revenge whoever slaughtered Us Slumped in my madness these pill Ain't even effective hush Trust not nan motherfucka on dat Hoe shit Insane Mind frame Switch blade Thru your brain Fuck them Gotta problem bet they not gone Solve it Shut the fuck up Voices in my head it's getting Crowded You can back up Swiinnng on that bitch swing on That hoe Skytzo never been no bitch ain't Never been no hoe Shinigami Most of these niggas is flogging Mask on my face like a samurai Niggas be trying but can not fly General tso with tha sauce Cracking my knuckles I'm kaneki Come to the land of the lost Skytzo bitch immortalized
Writer(s): Cedric Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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