r.i.p. yams - skittlesdidthat lyrics
[chorus]
i got prada on my ass
i got slimes, they pull up fast
i put a quarter on your ass
get you bodied for a pack
big ass draco, big ass sig
i just made her swallow my kids
[verse 1]
big ass draco, big ass sig
i f*cked that b*tch, we made a fl!ck
i’ma smoke me an opp just like a cig
i’ma cut that b*tch, she not my kin
tryna f*ck two hoes, i think they twins
i’m rocking them chrome hearts
got a baddie and she die hard (slatt, blatt)
i’m ’bout to blast this hoe (blaow, blaow, bow, bih)
[chorus]
i got prada on my ass
i got slimes, they pull up fast
i put a quarter on your ass
get you bodied for a pack
big ass draco, big ass sig
i just made her swallow my kids
[bridge]
yeah, hoe (blatt)
yeah (blatt, ah, what? uh)
yeah*yeah, uh (blatt, uh, blatt, slatt, uh)
[refrain]
bentleys and lambs
bentleys and lambs, bentleys and lambs
i’m in this b*tch, huh
r.i.p. yams, r.i.p. yams
and i’m in my closet, yeah
i’m ’bout to f*ck on a project b*tch
got a k and a sig, might slide on the b*tch
250 in cash, we ain’t playin’ with a b*tch
250 in the bag, i ain’t playin’ wit’ a bih
yeah, and carti a diva (uh, yeah)
this vivienne westwood (yeah)
your b*tch is a eater (uh, yeah)
i swear that that top good
big fn, it’s a bl!cky (bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, blatt)
kicking sh*t, b*tch, yeah, a n*gga like fifa (huh, what? hold up, hold up)
[verse 2]
she wanna hear carti all on her speakers (huh, yeah)
i smoke my weed, i smoke my reefer (huh)
i poured the lean, i’m on the liter (huh, huh)
i had to go, i gotta leave her (huh, yeah)
big heartagram on the tattoo (yeah, slatt, huh, yeah)
all red suit like deadpool
you paying for p*ssy, i don’t pay, fool (you paying for p*ssy, huh)
iced out wrist and it cost two (cash, cash, cash)
f*ck a b*tch outside, yeah (hold up, blatt, s*x, blatt)
i want that muh’f*cka’ dead (hold up, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
i want an apology
you cannot talk to me (blatt)
you cannot lie to me (hol’ up)
you cannot lie to me (blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
[chorus]
i got prada on my ass
i got slimes, they pull up fast
i put a quarter on your ass
get you bodied for a pack
big ass draco, big ass sig
i just made her swallow my kids (blatt, blatt, blatt)
[verse 3]
i just made her swallow my (blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
i just made her swallow my kids (blatt)
big ass draco, big ass sig
big ass draco, big ass sig
[refrain]
bentleys and lambs
bentleys and lambs, bentleys and lambs
i’m in this b*tch, huh
r.i.p. yams, r.i.p. yams
and i’m in my closet, yeah
i’m ’bout to f*ck on a project b*tch
got a k and a sig, might slide on the b*tch
250 in cash, we ain’t playin’ with a b*tch
250 in the bag, i ain’t playin’ wit’ a bih
yeah, and carti a diva (uh, yeah)
this vivienne westwood (yeah)
your b*tch is a eater (uh, yeah)
i swear that that top good
big fn, it’s a bl!cky (bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, blatt)
kicking sh*t, b*tch, yeah, a n*gga like fifa (hold up)
[chorus]
i got prada on my ass
i got slimes, they pull up fast
i put a quarter on your ass
get you bodied for a pack
big ass draco, big ass sig
i just made her swallow my kids
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