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nuketown (remix) - ski mask the slump god lyrics

[intro: ski mask the slump god]
round one, fight
yeah, yeah
the pharmacy
uh*uh

[verse 1: ski mask the slump god]
like a tongue, b*tch, i’m looking like a l!ck, uh*uh
think i’m thanos, rock diamond my fist, uh*uh
entertainment with your b*tch at night like nick
drake and josh how we team your b*tch, uh*uh
michael jackson, one glove, i hit, uh*huh
crying in the club with my stick, uh*huh
icky vicky spit, how i got slimes on deck
metal on me like they just fl!cked bic, uh*huh
two girls, two cups, know i had to level up
ate a mario mushroom quick, uh*huh
know these n*ggas be chickens like a nugget
they be just actors, denzel washington, uh*huh
i’ma play the saddest song on the smallest violin (haha)
for the n*ggas in my scr*p bin, uh*huh
maybе we could get along, maybe wе could be friends
in another f*ckin’ life, my friend, uh*huh (yeah)

[chorus: ski mask the slump god]
cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
they be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
’cause i don’t give a f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho
i might be around squirrels ’cause a n*gga is a nut, ho
[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
um, this that
yes i got the bacon saturated, f*ckin’ pig fat
i’m not skinny dippin’, big drippin’, b*tch, big facts (gosh d*mn)
uh, chief keef that p*ssy, bang bang
pretty please don’t act like me and you is the f*cking same thing
yes, n*gga, i switch the flow to unorthodox, gang gang (ayy, ayy ayy)
they tryna bite like a vampire fang (gosh d*mn)
diamonds water, bendin’ like the n*gga aang
intelligence is only for the gentlemen
so tell the p*ssy n*ggas, “yes, trix for kids” (uh*huh)
that’s a fact like a snapple cap tip (straight up)
lame n*ggas sayin’ that they f*ckin’ demons
no wonder that they lost up in the sauce in this b*tch
i ain’t never need a false deity
give me power or do a d*mn thing for me, b*tch
when i’m acting like a monster like stitch
you be acting like a b*tch, so i call you sis (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
switcharoo your b*tch, uh*huh
this is what i call an assist, uh*huh
tell ’em this ain’t that, and that ain’t this
with a fl!ck of my wrist, uh*huh, yeah

[chorus: ski mask the slump god & juice wrld]
cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
they be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
’cause i don’t give a f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho (i don’t give a f*ck, b*tch)
i might be around squirrels ’cause a n*gga is a nut, ho (what? yeah)
[verse 3: juice wrld]
cutthroat, love it when they run, ho (what?)
knife on the ak, stab ’em with a gun, ho
hoppin’ in that mosh pit, i was tryna rage sh*t
it’s a different day, it’s like n*ggas on the same sh*t, i hate it
rich like a white b*tch, i should go blonde, b*tch
i put my d*ck up in your mom, b*tch
you ain’t on sh*t dot*com, b*tch
desert eagle, take his head off, make it fly like a comet
glizzy crank your ass like soulja boy, screamin’, “yah, b*tch”
wanna f*ck a n*gga b*tch, uh*huh (what else?)
grant a bullet like a wish, uh*huh (what else?)
d*rose when i drive through the paint
with the foul, i’ma still get a swish, uh*huh (uh)
what the f*ck bro?
you ain’t tryna f*ck, get the f*ck out my spot, ho
‘fore your ass get kicked out like a thot, ho (whoa)

[chorus: ski mask the slump god & nle choppa]
cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
they be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
’cause i don’t give a f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho
i might be around squirrels ’cause a n*gga is a nut, ho (yeah yeah)

[verse 4: nle choppa]
hop on the scene and i’m thuggin’
this glock on my hip, so you know that i’m clutchin’
catch me an opp, i’ma down him in public
the police keep askin’, i’m changin’ the subject
the way i grew up, man, a n*gga was rugged
why the f*ck you got a gun? you not gonna bust it
and a hundred some shots, i ain’t doin’ no tustlin’
give a n*gga temptation like he david ruffin
i ain’t gon’ cap, i don’t even like rappin’
but i love wrappin’ them bodies and sh*t
f*ck the b*tch, and when i get done
i’ma up my glock and then rob the b*tch
catch a n*gga when he clock out
i’ma get him whacked at his job and sh*t
and i don’t know why the police keep f*ckin’ with me
’cause they ain’t stoppin’ sh*t, yeah
spin on your block like a remix
shoot him in the face, get his t**th lit
extended clip like a broomstick
shoot a fl!ck like netflix
scratch an opp off the checklist
i just bought a gun off craigslist
shoot an opp in the brain, i’m leavin’ a stain, only thing you see is red sh*t
if the police behind, we keep duckin’
my gun need some drawers, it got nuts
whole gang, we strapped, don’t test us
if a n*gga play, he gon’ get bust, yeah
[chorus: ski mask the slump god]
cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
they be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
’cause i don’t give a f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho
i might be around squirrels ’cause a n*gga is a nut, ho

[verse 5: xxxtentacion]
murder these flows like i murder these ho ass n*ggas
where the f*ck is your energy, bro?
make your n*gga deepthroat a desert eagle
if he try me like a ho, p*ssy boy, that’s on my soul
make my flow shapeshift, cold expression like a facelift
at the publix with like eight grips if you talkin’ all that ape sh*t
i’m not talkin’ ymbape sh*t, but i’m bangin’ on my chest, b*tch
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
travelin’ through the infinity, uh
you not that n*gga, pretend to be, uh
all that bullsh*t do not get to me, uh
i am a spirit, an entity, uh
you just wan suck up my energy, uh
i am the realest since kennedy, uh
you p*ssy ass n*ggas f*ckin’ suck, you sound the same
i spit the pain, that’s why these young n*ggas feel the same
they know i bang, i’ll pull a f*ckin’ pistol out the range and act insane

[chorus: ski mask the slump god & pooh sheisty]
cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
they be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
’cause i don’t give a f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho (you gotta get this sh*t in blood, homie)
i might be around squirrels ’cause a n*gga is a nut, ho

[verse 6: pooh sheisty]
b*tch, i got my own fire, don’t need security in the club (nope)
all that woofin’ on the net (net), n*gga, i thought you was a thug
they ain’t got nowhere to go, i shot up everywhere they was (blrrrd)
yeah, you know who took that sh*t from you (blrrrd), come get it back in blood (blrrrd, blrrrd)
b*tch, come get it back in blood (big blrrrd)
we ain’t mask up, no dodgin’ wrecks (nope), n*ggas know who it was (f*ck ’em)
extortin’ sh*t just like the ’80s, want something back, get it in blood (god)
yeah, you know who took that sh*t from you (ayy), come get it back in blood (big blrrrd, blrrrd)
if your n*gga k!ller ain’t dead, you shouldn’t wear no r.i.p. shirt (nope)
we had three hundred shots up in the car before we picked up durk (3hunna)
you n*ggas who? ain’t got sh*t goin’, go grab a glizzy, get alert (alert)
shiesty g post “r.i.p.” and reason he in the dirt (on slime, blrrrd, blrrrd)
you gotta know i go too far (let’s go)
it’s two o’s up on this hundred, one of ’em might stand for o’block (blrrrd)

[verse 7: future]
a few remain nameless deserve my dedication
i just want my movement like larry davis
came from amsterdam, had my head up
screenshot b*tches got me fed up
playin’ with the white for green like a celtic
she ain’t tryna share me, she thinkin’ selfish
i just bought my young b*tch some new rosettas
went to tokyo, i had to hit the ghetto
like to kick it with her ’cause she play soccer
introduced her to some goons, n*gga, and some robbers
now she want that bentayga and it’s obvious
real patience for them big faces and i got it
still faded from the last night off molly
the ones work at magic, work at follies
i just left onyx and caught a body
f*ck your wife at the back of king of diamonds

[verse 8: jid]
look alive, lil’ n*gga, they be livin’ a lie
i never believe the song that said they could fly
the last n*gga i seen tried it, did it and died
get a better disguise, you ain’t figured it out
n*ggas ain’t tryna get victimized
i got a pit and a clip, finna sick the boy
don’t n0body wanna get sent to god
the stick hit through meat like a shish kebab (ayy, c’mon, like, bro)
take it up with the boss, man, i’m good at my job
it’s not a walk in a park ’cause i’m in a metropolis
i’m lost in a thought, but escapin’ the darkness
caught the broad day, like sun and parked it
felt the force and found my flow, the faucet
kept the course ahead, no matter the cost
i only eat what i k!ll, do away with the carcass
monster dreadlockness, similar concepts
(a dreadlockness monster)
i’m a crazy man, i had to get into the game again (a monster, ah)
i’m seein’ the lights, i’m lookin’ at the lay of the land
i’m in command like i’m jayden daniels, breakin’ in
can’t evade a vandal, n*gga, save the scandal
service candle lit ’cause your man a b*tch
i tried to understand but i’m lackin’ the bandwith
a rock in a hard place, crack in a sandwich
the cards i was handed determined the gambit
it made me the man, but it turned me into manson
son of a madman max, minimal chances
shakin’ the hand, white man take it to taxes
suit and a tie, not fly, ride in a backseat of a taxi
i feel like tyrese maxey

[verse 9: swae lee]
that girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah)
small world, all her friends know of me (they know me)
young bull livin’ like an old geezer (ah)
quick*release the cash, watch it fall slowly (slowly)
frat girls still tryna get even (tryna get even)
haters mad for whatever reason (yeah, yeah)
smoke in the air, binge drinking (oh, oh)
they lose it when the dj drops the needle (and they lose it)
getting so gone, i’m not blinkin’
what in the world was i thinkin’?
new day, new money to be made
there is nothin’ to explain

[chorus: ski mask the slump god & baby keem]
cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
they be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
’cause i don’t give a f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho, f*ck, ho
i might be around squirrels ’cause a n*gga is a nut, ho (jump in that, hah hah)

[verse 10: baby keem]
summon that b*tch
jump in that— (hah, hah), jump in that fire (hah), jump in that b*tch
hittin’ that fire, jump in that whip, thumb in that b*tch
cum in that b*tch (ho), drummin’ that— (hah, hah)
drummin’ that b*tch
choppa doin’ circles, it’s a bird, bird
take him to the party, he’s a nerd (pop out)
i ain’t seen n*ggas hit corners in the motherf*ckin’ ‘burbs, huh (pop out)
done politickin’ with the competition, what’s the word? (yeah)
put that on my mama, n*gga, eight in the process
n*ggas tryna tippy*toe through the progress
tongue*tied when the truth is an object
what’s the pros and the cons of this next check?
wasn’t n0body ’round, i was independent
in the ’90s, sittin’ bum with the windows tinted
heard a bum got a strap in the party
who the f*ck let this **** in the party?
beat ’em up, beat ’em up, beat ’em up, beat ’em up (ah)
i was seein’ double in the projects
mad at myself, learned to put it to the side

[outro: juice wrld]
yeah, water
uh, pipe me up, voot me up, f*ck n*gga
uh, uh, evil twin, ayy ayy, uh
ayy ayy, cutthroat

- ski mask the slump god lyrics

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