Ski Mask the Slump God - Planet Drool lyrics
[Ski Mask the Slump God - Planet Drool lyrics]
Ski, Ski bitch!
If I go broke then I'ma bool with my tool
(With my tool) you pull your shit
I pull my shit and let them duel
(We let them duel)
This ain't no dream, bitch
This ain't no planet drool (Ski, Ski)
Don't be a fool (Okay, okay) ju' let me bool
(Ju' let me bool)
If I go broke, then I'ma bool with my tool
(With my tool)
This ain't no Bleyblade, but bitch
We gonna let them duel (Pow, pow)
This ain't no dream, bitch
This ain't no planet drool
(This ain't a floor) don't be a fool
(Don't be a fool) ju' let me bool (What?)
Bitch! Five hour, bitch, I need energy
To beat the pussy make melodies
I am the shit, know you smelling me (Hee)
Don't fuck with John, fuck with Kennedy's
(Okay) i want a Sub-Zero wrist (Uh)
Put some ice up on that bitch (Hee)
Chef Boyardee in the kitchen (What?)
Beat the pot up with my fist (Bitch)
You, you can't test us
High as giraffe nuts, slow, like molasses
I reside in the body of a bastard
Niggas try me, then I Mega Man blast them
(Hee) make or break that bitch
I look upon my wrist
And like a disc, that bitch is dancing, shine
Lizard lick a bitch, that mean I rob her
Whip her
Like the movie Taken, this bitch mine
Roll away, the summer time
Don't await for me
If I ever break, then fuck them
Bitch, fuck the state
Then, baby, sit down, sit down
If I go broke then I'ma bool with my tool
(With my tool) you pull your shit
I pull my shit and let them duel
(We let them duel)
This ain't no dream, bitch
This ain't no planet drool (Ski, Ski)
Don't be a fool (Okay, okay) ju' let me bool
(Ju' let me bool)
If I go broke, then I'ma bool with my tool
(With my tool)
This ain't no Bleyblade, but bitch
We gonna let them duel (Pow, pow)
This ain't no dream, bitch
This ain't no planet drool
(This ain't a floor) don't be a fool
(Don't be a fool) ju' let me bool (What?)
Bitch! Five hour, bitch, I need energy
To beat the pussy make melodies
I am the shit, know you smelling me (Hee)
Don't fuck with John, fuck with Kennedy's
(Okay) i want a Sub-Zero wrist (Uh)
Put some ice up on that bitch (Hee)
Chef Boyardee in the kitchen (What?)
Beat the pot up with my fist (Bitch)
You, you can't test us
High as giraffe nuts, slow, like molasses
I reside in the body of a bastard
Niggas try me, then I Mega Man blast them
(Hee) make or break that bitch
I look upon my wrist
And like a disc, that bitch is dancing, shine
Lizard lick a bitch, that mean I rob her
Whip her
Like the movie Taken, this bitch mine
Roll away, the summer time
Don't await for me
If I ever break, then fuck them
Bitch, fuck the state
Then, baby, sit down, sit down