Skinner's Interlude
Lyrics
I can tell what's good
I was thinkin that you would
Need my diamond's Eliantte
Bad bitch on me
She look like Beyonce
Money bag
I need hunnid bands on this bitch
That boy went out sad
Boy I keep my chop and got my stick
Bentley mini van
And I got yo bitch she on my dick
Got a hunnid grams
Smoke it all then I be high as shit
Smokin on ya mans
Said I told em please don't slide again
Keep that glocky stick
He tryna slide we knockin off his head
And I'm ballin on yo bitch
I can't call that bitch again
New Margiela blue and gold
Thought I played for Michigan
I can tell what's good
I was thinkin that you would
Need my diamond's Eliantte
Bad bitch on me
She look like Beyonce
Money bag
I need hunnid bands on this bitch
That boy went out sad
Boy I keep my chop and got my stick
Bentley mini van
And I got yo bitch she on my dick
Got a hunnid grams
Smoke it all then I be high as shit
Smokin on ya mans
Said I told em please don't slide again
Keep that glocky stick
He tryna slide we knockin off his head
And I'm ballin on yo bitch
I can't call that bitch again
New Margiela blue and gold
Thought I played for Michigan
I can tell what's good
I was thinkin that you would
Need my diamond's Eliantte
Bad bitch on me
She look like Beyonce
Money bag
I need hunnid bands on this bitch
That boy went out sad
Boy I keep my chop and got my stick
Bentley mini van
And I got yo bitch she on my dick
Got a hunnid grams
Smoke it all then I be high as shit
Smokin on ya mans
Said I told em please don't slide again
Keep that glocky stick
He tryna slide we knockin off his head
And I'm ballin on yo bitch
I can't call that bitch again
New Margiela blue and gold
Thought I played for Michigan
I can tell what's good
I was thinkin that you would
Need my diamond's Eliantte
Bad bitch on me
She look like Beyonce
Money bag
I need hunnid bands on this bitch
That boy went out sad
Boy I keep my chop and got my stick
Bentley mini van
And I got yo bitch she on my dick
Got a hunnid grams
Smoke it all then I be high as shit
Smokin on ya mans
Said I told em please don't slide again
Keep that glocky stick
He tryna slide we knockin off his head
And I'm ballin on yo bitch
I can't call that bitch again
New Margiela blue and gold
Thought I played for Michigan
Writer(s): Austin Skinner
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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