Текст песни Him Jung Un - Ski Mask the Slump God

Yuh, yuh
Huh-huh
Bitch
Haha

Okay, let's get shit straight
50K for the damn suitcase
50K for a nigga, and he take Cash App if I wanna get you erased
Been booted with no lace
Eat Gabagool on weekdays
Been gone without a trace
In Milan, got good taste

Okay, like, "Fuck up out my face" (yuh)
Please, give me space (ayy)
Know I serve the swag (what else?)
And I serve the base (what else?)
Know I'm poppin' tags (haha)
Might toe tag your bae (huh)
I be in Milan, they say I got taste

I be throwin' tamper tantrums, uh
This the anthem
Diamonds, they be pink and shit, huh, like the Panther
Know I'm 'bout my green and shit, huh, like Bernie Sanders
And we at your head top, huh, like the dandruff
Ask me where the fuck I'm at, huh, where the bands is?

I can tell you old news, don't need a newsstand, bitch
Got a Gears of War weapon, yup, it's a Lancer
I be tryna chill, but sometimes, violence be the answer
I know you a crab, I know you a cancer
Got the gift of cab, bus' shit, public transit
Designer on my tag, all black, Marilyn Manson
Told 'em, "Pay attention, we'll hold you for ransom"

Okay, let's get shit straight
50K for the damn suitcase
50K for a nigga and he take Cash App if I wanna get you erased
Been booted with no lace
Eat Gabagool on weekdays
Been gone without a trace
In Milan, got good taste

Okay, like, "Fuck up out my face" (yuh)
Please, give me space (ayy)
Know I serve the swag (what else?)
And I serve the base (what else?)
Know I'm poppin' tags (haha)
Might toe tag your bae (huh)
I be in Milan, they say I got taste