G-Mo Skee - Return of the Filth Lyrics

Lyrics Return of the Filth - G-Mo Skee




When I take this energy and put it inside of a rhyme that I write
I don't think you wanna be on the other side of the mic
Unless you really wanna see what dying is like
Or surviving a bite from a shark tryna fight for your life
G-Mo was slept on for dummy long
No wake yo' bitch ass up, Lucky Charms
Cut arms with a rusty saw
Screaming all day, Ade due Damballa
I'm a Chucky doll nigga
No games, I throw shade from close range
When you open my rap book you better burn sage
Get possessed if you let a verse play
All these niggas trash
I'ma sweep em' off the street like it's Earth Day
Black as night, teeth glow in the dark
Drink Mickey's till I piss green soda and barf
It's no wonder why my album was all over the charts
Cause everybody got a little G-Mo in they heart (you bitch)
The filthiest nigga in the rap game (yeah)
Ten years living life in the fast lane
And I'm finna give your girlfriend back pains (ugh, ugh)
Inf Gang ride tonight (Inf Gang!)
The filthiest nigga in the rap game (yeah)
Ten years living life in the fast lane
And I'm finna give your girlfriend back pains (ugh, ugh)
Inf Gang ride tonight (Inf Gang!)
I take Friday the 13th, mix it with South Park
Give me a beat that's Boom-Bap and sound hard
Cutting on stage because my flow and my style sharp
My fans come in drove's like they rollin' in clown cars
Lock the honey badger in the booth with the door shut
I'ma chew cords up and poop on the floor bruh
You nigga's stupid, you must be using a short bus
I pull your shit back like I'm removing a corn husk
And I know a lot of niggas out there cock blocking
But I'm so hot it's kinda hard for you to stop watching
I'm rocking the sickest leather, two hoes stitched together
Charlotte and Heather, human cloth, I'm tryna' get investors
Would I ever rap with you bitch niggas? Never
If you ever step into my office I'ma hit the lever
Nigga stay out of the Richmond sector
Or get snatched off your bike like Pee Wee's Big Adventure
The filthiest nigga in the rap game (yeah)
Ten years living life in the fast lane
And I'm finna give your girlfriend back pains (ugh, ugh)
Inf Gang ride tonight (Inf Gang!)
The filthiest nigga in the rap game (yeah)
Ten years living life in the fast lane
And I'm finna give your girlfriend back pains (ugh, ugh)
Inf Gang ride tonight (Inf Gang!)



Writer(s): Jaron Joel Johnson



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