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dj scheme how you feel ft ski mask the slump god lil yachty danny towers
DJ Scheme
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Yo
Yo, lil' bitch
I'ma go back to Baharmitz, rappin' about tickles and pickles
Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch
Yuh
Oh my God, Ronny
First made her giggle no tickle, uh
Then made her tickle my pickle, uh
Metal on me like a nickel, uh
Ice on me just like a cicle, uh
Might buy your bike
And if I bought a bike, then I'm putting ice on a bicycle
These niggas bite, oh yes, these niggas bite
Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh
Danny, how you feel?
I feel great, uh
Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off
Nigga, this not your date, uh
Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow
Took bitch out like a date
He ain't ever caught no case
Try to cross me, get put on skates
On my plate, A1 steaks
Scope on AR, a-okay
Jets in my car, UFO
Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a dorito
Long live Jahseh, all I know
Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow
Shh, shh, shh
Brrr, gra-tow
Yeah I run off with your shit, nigga, what now
I'm on the block from sun to the sun down
When you was under you were nowhere to be found
I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant
K on my back, revenge on my leatherman
Hit with some shots, I ain't feel, 'cause the 'drenalin
Lil' Boat how you feel?
Just like a million dollars, Danny
I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties
She can't feel her face, she did two or three xanies
Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies
My game like the Huskies, my G Wagon dusty
My first cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty
Brought one with the gang, since he saw that, huh, must be
I ran in the burner, he threw me the musty
I took a bitch workout, my face lookin' ugly
The lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie
Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy
I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me
I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me
I'm cool, test me dawg, you a fool
Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool
Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool
Whippin' my dick on the stool
If she startin', she out it
Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi
My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy
"Boat why you keep all them blood niggas 'round you?"
'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me
Even know niggas be softer than downy
Never know when your name got a bounty
Scheme, Ski, Danny
Hello!
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