Lyrics SKELETON MAN - KiD

Can somebody point this nigga in the right direction
He is clearly off fucking track (let's go)

Yeah, I did it again. I did it again
I did it again. I did it again
Yeah, I did it again. (aye)

Skeleton man, making demands. (ok)
Can't clean my hands. (yeah) I'm in-in advance. (ok)
You know how we do it. (yeah) We still in the closet. (ok)
I'm checking my angles. (yeah) I still gotta process. (listen)

Big bag I walk in with big stacks. (what)
No bag, he just got his bitch back. (ok)
Tell that nigga she a festival eater
I cum in her mouth he gone lick that. (eat that)
I just wanna get the kid back. (please)
She needing love, and I'm just tryna fuck
So I tell her we can't its a mismatch. (can't work)
Dreaming of Paris she just wanna vacay. (vacay)
She gone suck my dick on her birthday. (birthday)
Acting a bitch why I'm mad in the first place. (shut the fuck up)
I'm just tryna work up the workplace. (ok)
Yeah, I got some demons to tax
We be searching to locate. (search for that bitch)
While he counting bitches
I'm counting the bands and I'm taking a survey
(Taking a survey, you got no bands lil' bitch.)

Making demands. (yeah)
Can't clean my hands. (ok) I'm in-in advance. (yeah)
You know how we do it. (ok) We still in the closet. (yeah)
I'm checking my angles. (ok) I still gotta process. (yeah, listen)

She a rookie, make her throw up. (what)
Alcoholic, he don't know how to drink. (nope)
Hoes he dating got' em spiking his soda. (spike it)
Weed smoker, cap, that be a load-a, (load of bullshit)
Chasing bitches but he don't got a motor. (skrr)
Give' em advice I'ma throw em a lob, (throw it)
His girl a hoe, so you know I controlla. (Y'know I control that bitch)
Time after time got me pulling the feathers, (yep)
Telling her man but you know I'll fold em. (fah, fah)
Hitting me late but she don't got a job, (nope)
Worry about me yo priorities bloating. (shut the fuck up)
In the K5 I pull up with a mob, (yea)
They automatic I'm planning to soul' em. (whew, whew)
After I'm done quarter pounder and fries, (yep)
Being myself I got nothing to show' em bitch

Skeleton Man, Making demands. (yeah)
Can't clean my hands. (ok) I'm in-in advance. (yeah)
You know how we do it. (ok) We still in the closet. (yeah)
I'm checking my angles. (ok) I still gotta process

God is divine, (yeah) baby
God is divine, oh yeah
(This used to be our favorite song, don't you remember it?)
(I think so, let me see)
God is divine, oh yeah)