Lyrics SKAT (feat. DaBaby) - DaBaby , Tory Lanez
Okay
Okay
Okay
Yeah,
yeah,
okay
Wrist
so
wet
I
might
drown
Bitch,
don′t
talk,
you
goin'
downtown
(okay)
I
done
made
six
half
for
the
whole
week
Plug
want
a
player
then
I′m
goin'
O.T
(okay)
I
just
made
457
on
Wok
I'll
hop
in
that
Scat,
and
I′m
bendin′
your
block
(okay)
Nigga
wanna
scrap,
well,
then,
let
it
go
rock
My
lil'
nigga
got
it,
I
bet
he
gon′
pop
(okay)
I
can
make
10
on
face
no
fillin',
six
dot
like
Krillin,
I′m
smokin'
gorilla
(okay)
Couple
of
my
niggas
just
caught
that
nigga
that
was
runnin′
off
Dawg,
I
know
they
gon'
kill
him
(okay)
Smokin'
on
killer
and
takin′
your
bitch
on
a
trip
And
we
fucked
on
the
floor
of
my
villa
(okay)
I
ain′t
got
time
for
two
things,
what?
These
stupid
ass
hoes
and
they
feelings,
ayy
(okay)
All
independent,
my
bitches
just
call,
and
they
get
it
They
know
that
this
ballin'
authentic
(okay)
Chocolate
vanilla
get
hot
so
I
hopped
out
the
dealer
I
copped
a
new
car
and
I
tint
it
(okay)
Won′t
lie,
lil'
bitch
had
a
nigga
down
But
now
that
I′m
out
of
my
feelings
(okay)
I'ma
stack
the
money
so
tall
in
the
crib
It
be
lookin′
like
the
roof
came
out
of
my
ceilin"
(okay)
Soon
as
I
hop
in,
I
zoom,
scoopin'
that
bih
like
a
spoon
(okay)
I
got
this
FN,
it
sing
like
that
bitch
is
in
tune
Look
at
his
face
when
we
walked
in
the
room
(okay)
Ayy,
35
MAC-10s,
ayy,
I'll
kill
him,
he
play
with
my
back
end
(okay)
Fuckin′
that
shorty,
and
I′m
makin'
her
back
bend
After
my
niggas
walk
in,
we
tagged
in,
ayy
(okay)
Ayy,
right
off
the
bat,
shorty,
she
know
that
I′m
black,
but
I'll
Doja
that
cat
(okay)
She
wear
that
thong,
I
like
them
tights
Keep
pullin′
that
pussy
to
show
that
it's
fat
(okay)
Maybach
to
back
with
the
double
R
Copped
the
new
Duffle,
it
came
with
the
double
star
(okay)
Then
I
put
the
trunk
inside
the
front
so
when
I′m
backin'
up
I
still
front
on
every
one
of
y'all
niggas
(okay),
it′s
Tory
Hopped
in
the
scat,
bitch,
I′m
back,
where
have
you
been?
(Okay)
50
thousand
dollars
on
my
jack',
goin′
stupid
(okay)
Back
outside,
every
time,
it's
a
new
fit
(okay)
Niggas
love
to
lie,
gotta
tell
′em
what
the
truth
is
(okay)
Hopped
in
the
scat,
bitch,
I'm
back,
where
have
you
been?
(Okay)
50
thousand
on
my
jack′,
goin'
stupid
(okay)
Back
outside,
every
time,
it's
a
new
fit
(okay)
Niggas
love
to
lie,
gotta
tell
′em
what
the
truth
is
(okay)
I
whip
wrap
the
Scat
the
same
color
the
Lambo′
(wrap
it)
I
pull
up
orange
and
brown,
they
both
look
like
Reece's
(okay)
I
get
in
that
mode
where
I
fuck
niggas′
hoes
(mode)
And
I
break
'em
off
and
send
′em
back
home
in
pieces
(okay)
Got
a
bitch
from
the
six,
cut
her
off,
don't
know
how
to
suck
dick
(six)
Had
to
smack
her
head,
like,
"Watch
the
teeth"
(okay)
I
be
givin′
the
Holy
Ghost
to
hoes,
they
see
me
(ah,
oh
my
God)
They
get
to
passin'
out
and
screamin'
out,
"Jesus"
(okay)
I′ma
keep
it
real,
I′on't
really
fuck
with
police
(woop)
I′on't
know
shit,
when
I
see
′em,
I'm
speechless
(shh)
I′on't
really
wanna
fuck
with
rap
niggas,
they
bitches
I'd
rather
chill
with
my
daughter,
my
nieces
Actin′
like
he
love
me,
I′on't
need
no
new
brothers
(nope)
I′on't
want
advice,
nigga,
keep
it
Let
a
nigga
touch
me,
I′ma
have
to
show
you
somethin'
I′ma
have
your
family
talkin'
to
the
preacher
I'm
not
affiliated
with
no
gang
But
my
Rollie
face
blue,
look
like
it′s
out
the
freezer
I′m
makin'
niggas′
bitches
say
my
name
She
ain't
know
how
to
fuck,
so
Baby
had
to
teach
her
Oops,
I
ain′t
mean
it
(oops),
I
put
it
on
her
face
And
gave
her
an
all-white
towel,
so
she
could
clean
it
(ew)
I'm
Baby
Jesus,
sometimes
I
wear
it
once
and
give
it
away
Sometimes
I
hit
the
cleaners
(go)
Who
wanna
get
knocked
out?
I′ma
come
burn
a
nigga,
hot
sauce
I'ma
hoo,
knock
a
nigga
socks
off
'Bout
to
cop
a
new
drop,
take
the
top
off
Should
I
go
get
the
′Vette
or
the
double
R?
My
momma
gon′
say,
"God-damn,
that's
another
car"
(damn)
I
got
so
many
square
feet
inside
of
my
mansion
There
room
in
the
bed
for
every
one
of
y′all
Like
fuck
it,
let's
have
a
sleep-over
Got
your
bitch
suckin′
dick,
got
her
deep
throatin'
No,
we
ain′t
doin'
shows
'til
Corona
over
′Bout
to
take
the
trap
back
over,
we
open
I
can
make
50
songs
′fore
the
week
over
Keep
your
bitch
ass
asleep
if
you
sleep
on
me
Tryna
figure
which
car
I'ma
drive
today
Hit
the
gas
′til
they
call
the
police
on
me
Yeah,
bitch,
I-
Hopped
in
the
scat,
bitch,
I'm
back,
where
have
you
been?
(Okay)
50
thousand
dollars
on
my
jack′,
goin'
stupid
(okay)
Back
outside,
every
time,
it′s
a
new
fit
(okay)
Niggas
love
to
lie,
gotta
tell
'em
what
the
truth
is
(okay)
Hopped
in
the
scat,
bitch,
I'm
back,
where
have
you
been?
(Okay)
50
thousand
dollars
on
my
jack′,
goin′
stupid
(okay)
Back
outside,
every
time,
it's
a
new
fit
(okay)
Niggas
love
to
lie,
gotta
tell
′em
what
the
truth
is
(okay)
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