SKRT SKRT

(album: The Secret Weapon - 2023)

(Let the BandPlay)
Uh, uh, uh, hold on, let me talk to 'em
Hear this shit, nigga
I'm back

Catch your backend, got me thumbing through it
On the road headed to the money, nigga, where I'm born
I see him asking why I ain't going bad for it
Street racing 'til your hear the engine, I don't need a horn
Cut some niggas off, now my back growing
VVS diamonds in my wrist and my mouth gold
And we having motion like Jiffy Lube
Still in the hood smoking dope, me and Jimmy loose
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that's what they hear when I come through
I be getting money, nigga, what you doin'?
Chasing out the bitch, now you broke, man, these niggas stupid
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that's what they hear when I come through
Take your bitch blew when I walk through
Nigga mean mugging 'cause it's beef, playing peekaboo

And nah, I got street cred', but I don't brag on it
Uh, drive the new whip with no tag on it
Double bitch spoiled, hit the dash and go fast on it
And I don't wanna hit it, I pass on her
Throw the bitch the gang like they finna have a blast on her
Stop dissing 'fore you end up like your last homie
Chopper knock a nigga out his shoe, put a tag on him
Toe tag on him

Catch your backend, got me thumbing through it
On the road headed to the money, nigga, where I'm born
I see him asking why I ain't going bad for it
Street racing 'til your hear the engine, I don't need a horn
Cut some niggas off, now my back growing
VVS diamonds in my wrist and my mouth gold
And we having motion like Jiffy Lube
Still in the hood smoking dope, me and Jimmy loose
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that's what they hear when I come through
I be getting money, nigga, what you doin'?
Chasing out the bitch, now you broke, man, these niggas stupid
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yoom, that's what they hear when I come through
Take your bitch blew when I walk through
Nigga mean mugging 'cause it's beef, playing peekaboo

Yeah, you know the gang Rich and Ruthless
Everybody 'round me, yeah, they getting to it
You ain't get no money, lil' nigga, what your trap doin'?
I was in the streets, I adapted to 'em
Police-ass niggas, never see me giving dap to 'em