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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ski Mask the Slump God
Ski Mask the Slump God
Vocals
Minnie Riperton
Minnie Riperton
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stokeley Goulbourne
Stokeley Goulbourne
Songwriter
Christopher Gibbs
Christopher Gibbs
Songwriter
Charles Stepney
Charles Stepney
Songwriter
Sidney Barnes
Sidney Barnes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NARTRA AVERAGE
NARTRA AVERAGE
Producer
Alfred Harris III
Alfred Harris III
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Brr
I'm gon' slurp her like a Go-GURT, Aye (Oh)
Yeah
Whatchyu Say? Whatchyu Say?
Yeah
Whatchyu Say? Whatchyu Say?
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Said I'm older
And I'm sober
In the middle of October
Livin' like I wanna die
But it feel right (Yeah)
Met a bitch a little older
Like a bucket, knock her over
Make me forget about
Thoughts of suicide (Aye)
[Verse 3]
So throw that pussy at me, baby
Throw that pussy at me, baby
Made them legs go up
Like doors on suicide (Make them legs go up like doors on suicide)
Throw that pussy at me, baby
Throw that pussy at me, baby
Livin' life like I wanna die
But it feel right (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
Bitch, I'm smooth like grape in juice
Okay, you smooth like pulp in O and J
I killed that pussy like O and J
Like A-okay
Like A-okay
My hunting rifle, A-okay
I'm huntin' down the KKK
Tell them mothers and aunties
That I am free today
I'm free today (Aye)
I'm free today (Aye)
[Verse 5]
Fuck it up, fuck is up?
**** always nuttin' up
Man I'm never shuttin' up
Collared shirt with buttons
At the widow, get my love enough
I will be the light of us
Truths won't be confinin' us
And I will be the guide of us (Yeah)
Fall back to the basics
Aye, gettin' top from two bitches
And it is gracious, aye
What's the location
Great wall up on Asia, aye
And I'm wondering
If her daddy is racist (Hey, hey)
[Verse 6]
Guns up in designer denim
I think they be Ksubis
Your bitch icky Vicky
That hoe got the cooties
Only time that I would touch her
When I give her noogies
Either that or when I'm tryna
Rub off one my boogies, oh
[Verse 7]
Pussy at me baby
Throw that pussy at me, baby
Make them legs go up
Like doors on suicide
Throw that pussy at me, baby
Throw that pussy at me, baby (Hold up, throw it)
Yeah
Written by: Christopher Gibbs, Stokeley Goulbourne, Sy Ari Brockington
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