Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Come on, ****, push this shit up
Skuba Ruffin
Come on, ****
Oh it's Skuba Ruffin, ain't it?
I drink the lean
I drink, I drink, I drink the lean
I drink the lean, yeah, yeah
Skuba Ruffin, ****
[Verse 2]
Ay, ay
Ooh, lil baby
Oh, baby
Baby
A real one
Ay, send me a real one
Come on send me one
[Verse 3]
Seven thousand grams, that's a hell of a feeling
"Seven more again," say the man in the building
Feel me? Know some pussy **** wanna kill me
Baby, will you hide the gun if I murder?
Real one, God send a real one, a real one
Watch she hold me down, I bet money on my baby
Ain't no way around, we don't play 'bout being loyal
Puerto Rican chopper, .223 call it Sir Royal
[Verse 4]
I just popped a whole Perc', fuck a half
Re-up hit me with some whole work, fuck a slab
Tooda Man got his Vans on with 'bout twenty bands
Whip out twenty bands on the bitch, hoe this shit real
You can get killed if you disrespect the perm perm
Make a **** learn, chopper a homie, make him do the worm
Like "****, is you sho', is you sure?", know my jump it pure
Like "****, is you sure, is you sho'?", .40 wet his clothes
We gon' wet her nose, fell in love with raw like Xs 'n' Os
I don't text them hoes, disrespected 'em when I met them hoes
Can't respect them hoes, while my momma hate them messy hoes
Pussy ****, quiet, somebody tell that boy be quiet
'Fore I get my nine, ride out, and get him gone tonight
That's if I decide to give some meaning to his broke-ass life
Broke ass wife, no attention from me 'cause I sold her white
If I told you twice, that chopper chewing like a overbite
Nothin' overnight, I did this shit with all the wrongest rights
Police read my rights, I know they lying, fuck them flashing lights
Hit the hazard lights, AR make him need a candle light
Need a hat and tie, Scurry said that **** had to die
If I ask him why, he just gone do it again 'cause y'all **** hoes
Rear wing froze, Tooda got the lion head froze
Whole kit from Hutch, Golden Sun can hold my whole nuts
Shoot another video in the Wop if I want to
Made twenty bands out that bitch, I'll hoe you
Got the doves on me, F&N them my go-to's
Skuba man, been the man, skater land, '02
**** never ever say the shit I'm sayin' on Pro Tools
**** mad, 'cause I'm on one and they owe ****
**** mad, 'cause I'm outta here and they local
**** mad, 'cause I'm underwater and they can't swim
Your baby-mama love me, to you she say "I hate him"
In her head crying to herself like, "Why he ain't him?"
Fuck a Giphy, Skuba trap, Ken Griffey
10 with me, fuck around 10 in a Simply
Me and Him-Him, sellin' dope at Mount Clemens
My **** Tim-Tim and Baby Dolph, I can't forget them
If you fuckin' with them, pull out the .40 with extensions
Pay attention, you can't jump in if you been missing
I'm too meticulous, wave-riders is ridiculous, huh
Written by: Casada Aaron Sorrell
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