Ski, ski, ay
Ay, my bitch slimy too, and I made her that
You see the fire when you get burnt, 'cause you play with that
I ain't go broke in a minute but still feel like I made it back
Sixty-thousand, all fifties, she said, "It ain't pink"
Hundred thousand, blue hunnids look like P.R.E
Free bands, a ninety-gram, fifteen-minute show
I got codeine whenever you see me like my theme song
We fell out and the shit was my fault, that's why you safe at home
Got too high, then missed my flight, 'cause that paper was low
Bro got smoke and it ain't my fight, I'm with him, right or wrong
She wanna be my bitch, but my bitch don't wanna leave me alone
Top-ski, niggas not ski
Emo has been duckin' a fed case, Boogie has been all in my head lately
Pretty girl has been on my bad side, she tryna stay in the house now
I'm trynna pass my idol up, I'm a fan-favorite, and the bad guy
Now you ski me, now you don't
Ay, I just bought somebody's daughter, all my bitches are super ski
Everything goes Tune's way, and he wasn't in the mood today
I can tell out which is a lie, only live the fast way
All my youngin' super turned good way, bad way
Haha, ay, ay, ay
I love who I love, ay, X out who I can't, ay
How're you out of syrup? 'Cause niggas in the way, ay
I love who I love, ay, X out who I can't, ay
Why're you out of syrup? 'Cause niggas in the way, ay
I love who I love, ay, X out who I can't, ay
Ay, ay, ay
All my bitches, uh, ay, ay, ay
All my bitches super ski, ay, ay
Ay, ay I just bought somebody daughter, all my bitches super ski
Ay, ay, ay
My bitch slimy too, and I made her that
Haha, no bap, that way, love it that way, haha
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, all my bitches super ski