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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skrilla
Skrilla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemille Edwards
Jemille Edwards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mvmbo
Mvmbo
Producer
MixedByNick
MixedByNick
Mixing Engineer
Moustafa Moustafa
Moustafa Moustafa
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah it’s skrilla yeah it’s skrilla yeah it’s skrilla (yeah it’s skrilla yeah it’s skrilla)
yeah it’s skrilla yeah it’s me
(yeah it’s me)
Brodie feigning for that blood like he a vampire
E-bomb got my jaw locking like my jaw wired
Tippy toe when you in that house trynna’ hit that jackpot
Crack rock, dope feign that’s what I come from
That what I’m numb from
Brodie trynna crack his head he need that lump sum
You better pray to allah, Eleguá gonna’ work that magic wallah
Pull a rabbit out a hat like tada
I never told you I’m a thug, bitch I’m a Rich Sinner
I don’t like the sun beam, I like the cold winter
I like to snuggle with my babies in they chinchilla
Ain’t nobody touching me I be with cold killers
BD gonna shoot his movie up in broad day, Broadcasting for a scene like he was Kim k
Faceswept FaceTime faceswept
He checked if he survived then he a vet
Whole team getting swept, like call a timeout who the coach
Balling like in Wilt Chamberlain I’m the goat
Hunnid Hunnid Hunnid Hunnid on the board
Hunnid Hunnid Hunnid Hunnid Hunnid Hunnid on the board
Brodie feigning for a soul like he the fucking devil
Yeah my creatures each its own they all from different kettles
Say a prayer to Ogun cause he own the metal, say a prayer Osun cause he’ll send the devil
Popping perkies once I wake up, I hate bitches who wear make up
If I shoot, I miss, I layup
I put numbers on the board
I got choppas I got choppas in galore
I got choppas I got choppas tell my shooter kick your door
Get on the floor except this bullet pelamela
I be talking to the dead yeah I do Palo, momma should’ve changed my last name to santo, once she seen what she birthed was really real
(Yeah it’s me.. yeah it’s me)
(Momma)
(Yeah it’s me)
(Momma)
(Yeah it’s me)
Brodie feigning for that blood like he a vampire
E-bomb got my jaw locking like my jaw wired
Tippy toe when you in that house trynna’ hit that jackpot
Crack rock, dope feign that’s what I come from
(Kenzo)
That what I’m numb from
Brodie trynna crack his head he need that lump sum
You better pray to allah, Eleguá gonna’ work that magic wallah
Pull a rabbit out a hat like tada
Written by: Jemille Edwards, Kevin Raiola
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