Babywipe – Ski Mask the Slump God lyrics

Fantastic ’cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I’m smoking on that cat piss
I’ma be real ya’ know, when I whip my d*ck out
She said “too big, gotta map this”.(babywipe) Mr. Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though? Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though? Mr. Lyrics Ski Maski the Slump God – Babywipe
How is you feeling bro? Fantastic ’cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I’m smoking on the cat piss
I’ma be real ya’ know, when I whip my d*ck out
She said “too big, gotta map this”
How is you feeling vro?
Map, map, map
You the type to have eyebrow cat scratch
And I’m in the field like baseball bat
And I’m fresh off a lick like an old Tic-Tac
You done f*cked up like you take a step back
Cool cat like a stray in a freezer in the back
Like you’re Jay-Z no Roc-A-Fella holla back
But I’m ’bout the damn money boomerang back
Okay like lisp, is how I speak ’cause I sip
Lean like what’s done on your b*tch
In your mouth I fit a fist
Pistol best friends with my hip
Like T.I. I think I’m done (map this, map this)
I think I’m done (map this)
I don’t think I gotta say anything actually
Ayy ayy, ayyy.(babywipe)
Ski Mask the Slump God lyrics
Video Ski Mask Feeling like the Four, b*tch I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though? You will, regret!)
I’ma be real ya’ know, when I whip my d*ck out
She said “too big, gotta map this”. Fantastic ’cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I’m smoking on the cat piss
I’ma be real ya’ know, when I whip my d*ck out
She said “too big, gotta map this”
How is you feeling vro? Feeling like the Four, b*tch I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though? Mr. How is you feeling vro? Fantastic ’cause my money like elastic
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You smoke oregano, I’m smoking on that cat piss
(You will, regret! Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though? Fantastic ’cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I’m smoking on the cat piss
I’ma be real ya’ know, when I whip my d*ck out
She said “too big, gotta map this”. I f*ck a b*tch in the dark
My diamonds shine in the dark
Weed deadass smell like a fart
I’m on go just like a cart
You police, I’ll call you Paul, uh, Blart, uh
Try but you never can f*ck my thot
Or milly rock on my block
Okay, Post Malone with that pistol
I see you is the issue
I know that you hard as tissues
See you giggle like tickle
Your b*tch seeking me like missile
Heat sensor on my pickle
You know that I tell no fiddles
But I rhyme right like a riddle. b*tch as a tip
I don’t get head I get lip
The sauce is water I dripped
The sauce is water I, ayy. How is you feeling vro? Mr. Mr. Ayyyy, water that p***y like baptist
To find my sauce need an atlas
Her p***y hungry and starving
So my d*ck is what I use it as the damn catnip
Rap game on faster than fast so
Be real, all these niggas I might overlap them
Never mind, I just might cap them
Just like a taser I zap them
Shock!