Skilla Baby - Finished lyrics
Skilla Baby [Trevon Khali Gardner] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Skilla Baby - Finished lyrics]
(MIA JAY C) huh?
Ayy
Man, I been stopped bein'
Broke, that shit suck, huh
So many days, a nigga felt like givin' up
Huh they blessed me with the 'bows, they
Got me rich as fuck, huh
When I feel bad, buyin' jewelry cheer me up
Huh lately, I been focused on my money
Nothin' else still'll catch an opp out, draw
Down, lift him up, huh?
They say I'm too famous to
Be ridin' by myself
I'm a real street nigga, man
I don't give a fuck
I'm on fire like a candle
Fresh enough to take a picture with a camera
I love boss bitches
They ain't hard to handle
I need a thick bitch, take me to Atlanta
My idol was the dopeman
I can't be no scammer
They tryna send me bricks in the mail
I need an address
I gotta fuck a pretty-ass bitch
When I have sex went to school
Failed every fuckin' thing but the math test
(Huh?) i gotta hustle, I can't stop
Get it out the pot
Send an opp down the hill, man
I hope them niggas rot
Nigga, I ain't been the same since
That day I seen my pops
Layin' in that bed dead, shit
Been playin' with my top, huh?
Gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch
Bricks on the table
Got me contemplatin' signing to a label, huh?
I know I can sell 'caine 'cause I'm able
Famous as fuck, still slidin' in with Dracos
City full of broke niggas and lame hoes
Scatpacks, Trackhawks, Hellcat Durangos
I'm that nigga on that 9, call me Django
Everybody wearin' Lanvins, I hate those
Do an opp nigga bad, we give him halos
We ain't gon' even talk about
It 'til the case closed
Me and Sada hit the same hoes
We the Bang Bros
Catch an opp out then I change clothes, huh?
Gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch
Ayy
Man, I been stopped bein'
Broke, that shit suck, huh
So many days, a nigga felt like givin' up
Huh they blessed me with the 'bows, they
Got me rich as fuck, huh
When I feel bad, buyin' jewelry cheer me up
Huh lately, I been focused on my money
Nothin' else still'll catch an opp out, draw
Down, lift him up, huh?
They say I'm too famous to
Be ridin' by myself
I'm a real street nigga, man
I don't give a fuck
I'm on fire like a candle
Fresh enough to take a picture with a camera
I love boss bitches
They ain't hard to handle
I need a thick bitch, take me to Atlanta
My idol was the dopeman
I can't be no scammer
They tryna send me bricks in the mail
I need an address
I gotta fuck a pretty-ass bitch
When I have sex went to school
Failed every fuckin' thing but the math test
(Huh?) i gotta hustle, I can't stop
Get it out the pot
Send an opp down the hill, man
I hope them niggas rot
Nigga, I ain't been the same since
That day I seen my pops
Layin' in that bed dead, shit
Been playin' with my top, huh?
Gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch
Bricks on the table
Got me contemplatin' signing to a label, huh?
I know I can sell 'caine 'cause I'm able
Famous as fuck, still slidin' in with Dracos
City full of broke niggas and lame hoes
Scatpacks, Trackhawks, Hellcat Durangos
I'm that nigga on that 9, call me Django
Everybody wearin' Lanvins, I hate those
Do an opp nigga bad, we give him halos
We ain't gon' even talk about
It 'til the case closed
Me and Sada hit the same hoes
We the Bang Bros
Catch an opp out then I change clothes, huh?
Gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch gotta thank God
I ain't been broke in a minute
Niggas tried to bite the hand that fed 'em
Now they finished
Every day, I wake up in expensive linen
I go out of town with
A pretty-ass thick bitch