Wifisfuneral - Tattoos On My Skin Pt. 2 lyrics
[Wifisfuneral - Tattoos On My Skin Pt. 2 lyrics]
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye, okay like
Hate me, they hate me, ayy, ayy
Gun off safety, protect your chest, you
Can't save, you feel, ayy
I'm blazed in like hollow tips
Yo' girl deserve a swallow ship
Ash Ketchum, I guess she gon' polish this
Okay, back from the dead
Smoking thrax in my bed
It's that young boy who don't care
9 shots popped up in the air
I'm gon' ride, I don't care, wait
Bend her like a pretzel
Take her soul then get
To dippin' like, bitch, i'm chopped up
I'm not slopped up and this
Pimp C bumping heavy
Hold up mama for the blade
Looks like I'm ready for takeoff
Can't see legs my space
Now, diamonds outer space, wow
Vanilla interior Chevy Impala
Up on my way now
Had that bitch to end on some
24s like check my spacecraft
Treat this rap shit just like it's a jugg
There's only one spot, I gotta take it now
If I die today
Then I'm the best that ever made it now
Man, you can't do this shit
You get that pressure
You gon' fade around, you can't do this shit
You get that pressure
You gon' fade around like
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Hate me, they hate me, ayy, ayy
Gun off safety, protect your chest, you
Can't save, you feel, ayy
I'm blazed in like hollow tips
Yo' girl deserve a swallow ship
Ash Ketchum, I guess she gon' polish this
Okay, back from the dead
Smoking thrax in my bed
It's that young boy who don't care
9 shots popped up in the air
I'm gon' ride, I don't care, wait
Bend her like a pretzel
Take her soul then get
To dippin' like, bitch, i'm chopped up
I'm not slopped up and this
Pimp C bumping heavy
Hold up mama for the blade
Looks like I'm ready for takeoff
Can't see legs my space
Now, diamonds outer space, wow
Vanilla interior Chevy Impala
Up on my way now
Had that bitch to end on some
24s like check my spacecraft
Treat this rap shit just like it's a jugg
There's only one spot, I gotta take it now
If I die today
Then I'm the best that ever made it now
Man, you can't do this shit
You get that pressure
You gon' fade around, you can't do this shit
You get that pressure
You gon' fade around like
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin
Tattoos on my skin, my bad bitch a ten
Who you is? You ain't kin
Who you is? You ain't kin