[chorus]
And then the ho say i'm trippin' bad, i gotta find my way
They got some shit, i gotta do, i gotta make this play
And tryna induce my cell, ain't like it
Hit it, with this spray
Skully made a killin' off of sellin' food, everyday
And then the ho say i'm trippin' bad, i gotta find my way
They got some shit, i gotta do, i gotta make this play
And tryna induce my cell, ain't like it
Hit it, with this spray
Skully made a killin' off of sellin' food, everyday
[verse 1]
At daddy house, i'm sellin' food, i'm talkin', everyday
You can tell that it's raw from the way that it's shaped
I'm hittin' a four, with a three, so my cell gotta wait
My daddy don't know i got dope breakin' down on this plate
(if i'm givin' you shit for free, what the fuck i'ma make?)
He only come and try that shit, he got stomped on his face
(i got bills, and they due, i ain't got time to chase)
My uncle girl, she wanted a pill, but i still gave it lace
Lil' brother hopped out that car, skully threw him a eighth
I told him, "bitch, this shit the truth, give his people a taste" (a taste)
He ate that, thursday, monday, or saturday from a safe to a wraith
We juggin' out my people's shit, nigga, find us a place
[chorus]
And then the ho say i'm trippin' bad, i gotta find my way
They got some shit, i gotta do, i gotta make this play
And tryna induce my cell, ain't like it
Hit it, with this spray
Skully made a killin' off of sellin' food, everyday
And then the ho say i'm trippin' bad, i gotta find my way
They got some shit, i gotta do, i gotta make this play
And tryna induce my cell, ain't like it
Hit it, with this spray
Skully made a killin' off of sellin' food, everyday
[verse 2]
You probably think i got [?] team, sniff this receipt
I seen my uncle off his shit
Mama said, "get him on his feet"
Geno told me, "he ain't got it, his body get weak"
And then my uncle throwin' up, he ain't scored in a week
"skully gave poison, tellin' them people, man, that bitch a creep
He usin' nail polish spray, now it's harder than cleats"
They all seen us sprayin' food more than usin' the bleach
'member one lied about a sale, he was high, in the streets
The house was steady jumpin' bad, i wasn't worried 'bout the beef (the beef)
My nigga say he wanted food, he had to spend four-piece
My brother all inside the ear, like, "boy, i'm the chief"
If he steal your soul for concrete, is he still a thief?
[chorus]
And then the ho say i'm trippin' bad, i gotta find my way
They got some shit, i gotta do, i gotta make this play
And tryna induce my cell, ain't like it
Hit it, with this spray
Skully made a killin' off of sellin' food, everyday
And then the ho say i'm trippin' bad, i gotta find my way
They got some shit, i gotta do, i gotta make this play
And tryna induce my cell, ain't like it
Hit it, with this spray
Skully made a killin' off of sellin' food, everyday