YKK – Skype Type Beat

YKK – Skype Type Beat Lyrics

Artist: YKK
Song: Skype Type Beat

Hey
b#tch I’m really boutta blow all my money and make it back with interest
Now my neck got a hundred I got more on the wrist b#tch
Know that my bank account lookin like a ritz chip

Back of the tour bus I’m boolin out with Miss Frizz
Lemme just talk my sh#t
Tell me what you know about it
These b#tches outdated jowett

Neck is so froze super suit the outfit
All in designer I feel like Ben I’m drowning
Poppin my collar like Mafia
Counting blue hundred f#ck Washingtons

Word to Jack Harlow what’s popping bruh
Driving a Rari no dodge pickup
b#tch I’m high and mighty like the grand zenos
I took your b#tch hit once then I’m out silento

They get left in thе dust like Panasonic 3DO
Like Auta Magetta thеse b#tches got weak egos
Burn sh#t kill people f#ck school
Why’d you slap my #ss

Got sick flow but they still can’t stop me
Raps so sick I feel like Itachi
Sharingan couldn’t copy
Hoes giving me sloppy

I’ve been moving my bands without a tour bus
Say who is the best rest assure us
Time to make it no cone up
b#tch I’ll write till the suns up

Phone ringing yeah what’s up
Hey what’s up (Supa)
I’ve been taking breaks but I ain’t gone for good
I’ve been making mistakes just to polish my wood

But I was feeling so stupid
Till I went back to music
Got this feeling can’t lose it
Won’t be stuck in a Cube and

Now my blunts are all Cuban
Fire YK produce it
All my dreams are so lucid
But everyday I still wake up

2 years is a long time to make up
But this musics all sh#t
f#ck
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Release Year: 2021