Ski Mask the Slump God – Burn The Hoods

Ski Mask the Slump God – Burn The Hoods Lyrics

Artist: Ski Mask the Slump God
Song: Burn The Hoods

Yeah, yuh
*****
Kio, Kio
Uh, uh

If you **** with me, he pushin’ pedals
Somewhere in a meadow, six feet under is his new level
I am considered the rebel ’cause I never settle
Ah, pshht, ’cause I’m hot like a kettle

Your ***** is a rental, I had to pay incidentals
And they act funny, Jay Leno
Twisted my metal, now they actin’ shaky like treble
These *****s food like kibble (Um)

It’s up like ice in a cup (Yeah-yeah, yeah, woo-ah)
Said, “****, my president, Donald Trump” (Yeah-yeah, yeah, woo-ah)
Life Alert, I’m stuck off the Perc’, I can’t get up (Yeah-yeah, yeah, woo-ah)
I call them underwear ’cause they can’t seem to get off my **** (Get, get, get, get)

America sucks, U.S.A. to me, means us and don’t touch (Uh-huh)
Like Big Time Rush, we four deep in the Jeep seats made out of crocodile ****
In God we trust, Starsky and Hutch (Hutch)
Seein’ police, then a ***** gotta duck (Duck)

Said, “I’m skatin’ on thin ice with no puck” (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t that funny? ‘Cause a ***** don’t give no ****s, okay (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Okay, this ain’t even verse two but they still tryna figure me out
Scooby Doo, uh-huh

But I’m a mystery, I left a Blue’s Clue, uh-huh
She kissin’ on me like I got a boo boo, uh-huh (Boo boo)
With a thick ***** at a picnic (Haha)
I ain’t pack no food, just a bottle of the goop

My weed has the stench of platypus poop
Or better yet, Captain Sparrow black boots (Ayy, ayy)
Know your ***** got a sweet tooth, Augustus Gloop (Ayy, ayy)
Givin’ his ***** wood, no Groot, uh-huh (Ayy, ayy)

Inspector Gadget-style trench coat with Burberry print on the rope, ah, ah (With the Burberry print)
Ratatouille how I’m cookin’ with the sauce, they want
Hit the mother****er with the rope-a-**** (Hit the mother****er with the rope-a-****)
My wrist on ice-atope (‘Otope)

I need a minute, let me light my Pope (Um)
It’s up like ice in a cup (Yeah-yeah, yeah, woo-ah)
Said, “****, my president, Donald Trump” (Yeah-yeah, yeah, woo-ah)
Life Alert, I’m stuck off the Perc’, I can’t get up (Yeah-yeah, yeah, woo-ah)

I call them underwear ’cause they can’t seem to get off my ****
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From the album:
Burn The Hoods [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020