Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song SKEDOS , by - Smino. Song from the album NOIR, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zero Fatigue
Song language: English
SKEDOS |
| See, baby, huh |
| Drip like I jumped right off in the lake |
| Forgot I can’t swim, now I’m stuck, hyperventilate |
| Drowned in my drip on that ho |
| Think I see the shore, I’m not sure |
| If I don’t touch the bay and I drown here today |
| Know that drip just a leak in my ship |
| Did it for the pussy |
| Niggas get neck tats to hide that they pussy |
| Buying Maybachs 'til they broke on they back |
| Tell the truth, nigga |
| You look like you talk too much |
| You front yo' move, you don’t do shit |
| All that talk, you strugglin' bruh |
| You strugglin', shit, we not stupid |
| All that drip, you drown, you drip |
| You drown, drip-drip, drow-drowned in it |
| All that drip, you drown, drip-drip |
| You drown, drip-drip-drip, drowned in it, huh |
| (I was told) Make money, don’t let the shit make you |
| (That the code) Be yourself, they had better respect you |
| (If they don’t) Bring it to they neck, tux see-through |
| Blood suckas close, niggas swattin' mosquitos |
| (I was told) Make money, don’t let the shit make you |
| (This the code) Be yourself, they had better respect you |
| (If they don’t) Bring it to they neck, tux see-through |
| Blood suckas close, niggas swattin' mosquitos |
| Mark my turds, I’ma shit on these nerds |
| Bock-bock, he scared to shoot, he chicken curry |
| I’m Port Antonio, Jamaica swervin' |
| Don’t call my phone unless it’s urgent, heard me |
| Cold as February, we sauced up like Nandos |
| Ho, the Peri Peri very necessary |
| I’m swervin' early, 7:30 |
| Movin' off adrenaline, damn did you sleep? |
| (Barely) |
| Crushin wit' my niggas to the boatloads, where we |
| Seen a couple land hoes, seen a few fish niggas |
| You ain’t got Talapia, really you a shrimp nigga |
| I be in that water like a ship |
| I just won another chip with them zilch niggas |
| Zilchy, baby |
| Fuck up the rule like I’m 50, baby (G-G-G) |
| Jump on this stick and start shiftin', baby |
| Tryna blow out yo' engine, baby (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) |
| You look like you talk too much |
| You front yo' move, you don’t do shit |
| All that talk, you strugglin' bruh |
| You strugglin', shit, we not stupid |
| All that drip, you drown, you drip |
| You drown, drip-drip, drow-drowned in it |
| All that drip, you drown, drip-drip |
| You drown, drip-drip-drip, drowned in it |
| (I was told) Make money, don’t let the shit make you |
| (That the code) Be yourself, they had better respect you |
| (If they don’t) Bring it to they neck, tux see-through |
| Blood suckas close, niggas swattin' mosquitos |
| (I was told) Make money, don’t let the shit make you |
| (This the code) Be yourself, they had better respect you |
| (If they don’t) Bring it to they neck, tux see-through |
| Blood suckas close, niggas swattin' mosquitos |
| I told her hurry it up, she in the tub man (Hurr' up) |
| The world filthy, want no scrubs |
| Need the TLC, gimme the love |
| We was chilly, chill, caught my left eye at the club |
| Nowadays hoes asking, «Where my hug?» |
| I’m like, «Uhh» |
| «Oh my God Smino, Smi» |
| Hey, how come every time I come out this muhfucka |
| You in this muhfucka tryna show out in this muhfucka? |
| I’m tryna catch my muhfuckin' groove out this ho, man, watch out |