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Yung Lean - 'Skimask' (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Lean
Yung Lean
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonatan Leandoer Håstad
Jonatan Leandoer Håstad
Songwriter
Carl-Mikael Berlander
Carl-Mikael Berlander
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gud
Gud
Producer
Morgan Nicolaysen
Morgan Nicolaysen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Givench– Ah, det skulle komma in där? (STRANGER) Ah, det kommer inte än, nu Givenchy! I got lots of swag and I be feelin' hurt Walk up in the bank like John Dillinger (Woke up, woke up) Rainbows, I'm willin' to splurge (Splurge) After you've gone, I'm still on the Earth No, no, no, you can't get my bank roll (Bank roll) Slow, slow, slow, this cup got me slow (Slow motion) Low, low, low, shawty, bring it to the floor (Get low) Oh, oh, oh, SBE in this bitch got more (Sadboys) Ski mask, shawty, got whatever you like (You like) Moncler jackets, dirty cash, plenty flights (Flights) Cocaine clean but my jeans really dirty I just copped some silver rings and they go about Thirty Ski mask, shawty, I pull up with the team (Pull up, pull up!) Ski mask, shawty, I still see you in my dreams (Lean!) Dirty Fanta, shawty, bitch, I'll never leave (l'll never leave!) Dirty Fanta, shawty, bitch, I'll never leave (Skrrt, skrrt!) Flow, flow, flow on the floor, floor, floor (Up on the floor) Percs, percs, percs got me out of control Iced-out on the floor, rubber bands can't even fold (They can't) Girls all in my phone, ho-ho Santa Clause Ski mask, shawty prayin' down to my knees (I'm prayin' down) Louis Sprite Gang, shawty all over me Check out my waist and check out my sleeves (Check it out) When I ride around, I keep my stacks on my feet (Woa, woa) Ski mask, shawty, keep the racks for the team (For the team) Ten toes down in my head, I'm not clean (I'm not clean) Reality for me—I don't see it like you see (I don't) Broken Piano, pockets stuffed with magic beans Walk up in the club, I got like fifty birds (Walk up, walk up) Need this gun on me, I'm still on the search I got straight hunneds, straight drop Love of my life, she gon' set me up Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up in the parkin' lot (Pull up, pull up) Bitch, we sellin' wine and I'm breakin' rocks Just keep going, I don't wanna stop Pull up, pull up in the parking lot Dough, dough, dough, I got dough, dough, dough More like Bart Simpson in my song, song, song Clone, clone, clone, you a clone, clone, clone All so low, I'ma hop on the road Ski mask, shawty, got whatever you like (Pull up, pull up) Moncler jackets, dirty cash, plenty flights Cocaine clean but my jeans really dirty I just copped some silver rings and they go about Thirty Ski mask, shawty, I pull up with the team (Pull up, pull up) Ski mask, shawty, I still see you in my dreams (Out of control) Dirty Fanta, shawty, bitch, I'll never leave Dirty Fanta, shawty, bitch, I'll never leave Santa Clause, Leandoer, Stranger Shout out Yung Gud This is Gud my man, you already know Six hundred beats, six hundred days, six hundred songs I can't sleep no more, I gotta make another hit Wake up in the morning and I make another hit You know how it going 'cause life is a bitch
Writer(s): Carl-mikael Berlander, Jonatan Leandoer Hastad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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