Letra de Monsters Inc. - Ski Mask the Slump God

(Feat. ATL Jacob, Future)

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

My gang over everything, I ain't gotta think about it twice

I'm a thinker, one nighter, it was hittin', smashin' on it twice

Pussy hit, I come through, pop up at apartments, yeah

Savage shit, fuck a bitch all on the carpet, yeah

I was geekin' in the nighttime, bitch, I'm iced out

Uh-huh, real spill, I’m comin' through in that nitro

Uh-huh, real spill, give a nigga a halo

Uh-huh, real spill, I'm still goin' after J-Lo

Uh-huh, can’t go back on my word when I was served when I was hurt

Ain't no turnin' me down when I got it on my nerve

Drip on me, I got it on me, I put in on, I'm surfin'

Take the drug money, go and drop it on the 'burb

I'm off the Earth, I go berserk, bitch, I'm the worst

I'm talkin' national, the hood on National Geographic

Cartier, the glasses, the white buffs cost at least four rackies

Super splashy, high fashion

Rich nigga sendin’ blicks, ain't gon' sell my soul (Yeah)

Bitch nigga, catch ya slippin', nigga wipin' your nose (Wipe)

Rich nigga, wrist flickin' like a snowball, cold

Whip the fetty, whip the dog up with IceATL

Ask my ho, I done fell in love with Adderall

Ain't no tweetin', ain't no post, get a foreign car (Skrrt)

Treat my bitch like a ghost, yeah, I'm toxic, huh (Toxic, haha)

If she loyal, then that throat'll need an Audemars

Can't forget them days a nigga wake up in the trap

Every time, free my dawg, put me on the map (Free my dawg, water)

Sippin' on the rrt, with that glrrt on my lap (Ayy)

ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire

Yup, yup, sip lean, stuck, yup, Big Gulp, double my cup, yup

Mosquito, 'cause these niggas suck, yup

Count chicken, we're gettin' the pluck, yup

I seem to have lost my fucks

Check the stats, like the soda, I crush

Like, "Why the people on my nuts?"

Neosporin, bitch, I'm always in the cut, yup

Hand Cannon like Mega, huh, this not SEGA, huh, huh

Maybach, Double Stuf, inside white like Dana, huh, huh

I could teach you somethin', they like, "What's your major?" Huh, huh

Main protagonist, I'm in that bitch like Eren Yeager, huh

Set in stone like some hieroglyphics

It's on the floor like a damn picnic

Biggest Ski, if we talkin' legacy

Y'all niggas can't fuck with me

Tell a bitch, "Back up, don't step on my Rick”

Kung Fu Panda how a muhfucka kick

And the way that they think that they on my level, bacteria, they make me sick

So first and foremost, bitch, you can't compare to this

Big body in the way that I drive the whip, like I no longer wanna exist

I shake shit like a flinch, been hit licks like the Grinch

Y'all niggas just the benchwarmers, I can't take you serious

Rich nigga sendin’ blicks, ain't gon' sell my soul (Yeah)

Bitch nigga, catch ya slippin', nigga wipin' your nose (Wipe)

Rich nigga, wrist flickin' like a snowball, cold

Whip the fetty, whip the dog up with IceATL

Ask my ho, I done fell in love with Adderall

Ain't no tweetin', ain't no post, get a foreign car (Skrrt)

Treat my bitch like a ghost, yeah, I'm toxic, huh (Toxic, haha)

If she loyal, then that throat'll need an Audemars

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