Me and Skooly count a lot of racks
Me and Skooly fuck a lot of
Nigga know young Skooly be my woadie
AP apology, now hold out the rolie
I wake up and do the same thing every morning
Every morning, every morning, every morning
I wake up and do the same thing every morning
Same thing every morning, every morning, every morning
Young Thug got the feels, wake up and pop 4's and pop pills
You know that it's real
Wake up in the morning, MTV how I live
I live, I don't apologize with all these racks I spend on time
I don't apologize, getting racks was never a crime
Pull up in a hoodie, no coat
Shoot you in the hoodie, no coat
With that .45 no colt
Slit a nigga throat, watch him sink no boat
No i'm not a spoke, get you killed no smoke
Opps I mean speaking, I'm slimy like deacon
See nigga's rapping for no reason
All the detectives look cheesy, know what I'm saying?
I'm the man sam, I'm the man with the plans
Yea it's , on the man on the beach
I'm the man with the sand, I got these freaks
Diving on me, climbing on me, vagina's on me
No beer, Young Skooly get the hoes up off me with the 40
Me and Skooly count a lot of racks
Me and Skooly fuck a lot of
Nigga know young Skooly be my woadie
AP apology, now hold out the rolie
Lil Jeff, these rappers rapping and singing again
It's just me and my friends
They caught us trapping and leaning again
CCU, YSL they fiendin again
on my belt
All the money on me nigga might need help
Plus I'm the illest, and realest young nigga you seen
I pull off on thugger
My nigga not really feeling the scene
We rather go count up a hundred
Them bitches not really feeling your team
They rather go fuck my brothers
You better not let that bitch get between
Cuz me and Young Thugger go fuck her
We turning her up, we been in the oven, she suck like a sucker
We breaking her back, then sending her back, you take care of her
You stupid