Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skerr, artist - Gucci Mane.
Date of issue: 12.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Skerr |
I’m on my 98 chain, I make Slick Rick proud |
I got on 9 diamond chains in the booth right now |
They call me spending stupid, no roof it |
Shawty with that gold toothes |
Old Gucci, new Gucci, make you upgrade your booty |
Whipping up that hooty and the blowfish, I’m getting to it |
Chain cost a brick, and a brick all these red rubies |
If he bigger go pick up a stick with a 50 clip |
And I ain’t 50 cent, get you killed for like 50 packs |
She assuming so she bet her ass on her fucking self |
I produce, consume a lot of cash by my fucking self |
All that bush that me and scooter flip, we need a fucking belt |
They think I’m bring me a melt back, all this fucking L |
Skerr Skerr Skerr, Goddamn I broke the pot |
I’m trapping and rapping and cooking the dope |
I’m selling the bricks, re-rock |
Skerr Skerr Skerr, Goddamn I broke the pot |
I’m trapping and rapping and cooking the dope |
I’m selling the bricks, re-rock |
Skerr |
Gone |
Nah that ain’t me, nigga that’s Gucci scraping the pot |
I’m in the other room stacking up pounds of stinking pot |
40 bands on me in this booth right now |
50 pints, sold em in 30 minutes, soon as they touched down |
Pull up smoking cookies, sipping syrup |
Been a big timer in my city, I got work |
They talk about big money shit, but nigga I do that |
You want a pint from me nigga that’s gon cost you two stacks |
Thinking bout buying another whip so I took a trip |
To go and see my plug, nigga first things first |
Got back, told my home boy don’t be surprised when he see me pull up at the |
block in that vert |