Skrilla ft. Payper Corleone Lyrics

Used to have no food to eat

Every time I had crocs on my feet

Same boy who was out the mud

I ain't even got a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for the slips

Like Kodak I'm all about my Skrilla

Now I put 60K on my feet

So you can see why I bling

Used to have no food to eat

Every time I had crocs on my feet

Same boy who was out the mud

I ain't even got a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for the slips

Like Kodak I'm all about my Skrilla

Now I put 60K on my feet

So you can see why I bling

I'm a slum baby for real

This ain't cap

Grew up by the streets shots were alarms

This ain't rap

If you do em wrong be on the run

Cuz we all strapped

Better cuff your bitch

Cuz nigga I brought my cash out

I know you see me spazzin

I been on all over the news I been striving

All about my business Mob tied call me Gotti

Wanna talk bout the racks Yeah you know I got it

Lil nigga I got it I ain't playing I got it

Lil bih say she love my style

She just wanna fuck with me

Everything I do she pleased

I swear she love my company

Tell me what you want from me

Is it sex or you want sum'n

Ain't nobody show you love

Unless you got money

Used to have no food to eat

Every time I had crocs on my feet

Same boy who was out the mud

I ain't even got a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for the slips

Like Kodak I'm all about my Skrilla

Now I put 60K on my feet

So you can see why I bling

Used to have no food to eat

Every time I had crocs on my feet

Same boy who was out the mud

I ain't even got a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for the slips

Like Kodak I'm all about my Skrilla

Now I put 60K on my feet

So you can see why I bling

I ain't never had a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for slips

Young nigga I played the streets

Set eyes on the opps

And I made it swift

Just look at that lady sheesh

In a gown that came with sleets

She telling her friends that she fucking with the Don

Well I hope she gave receipts

Friday trips yeah them know who dey run am

Longs as na grass, no stone we go burn am

Senior man dey, him go spend if you on am

Upon how e be, him jonze we go shun am

For your own good, don't run with a bummer

Whole gang swipe, get money in the summer

Things fit sup might come with a burner

Birdman trips big drip like stunna

We two G it's Gucci on Gucci

Set to link up with Luci in Luchi

Project baby like Kodak black

Might lil nigga but they know I'm strapped

Whatever the test know we up to it

Mob ties baby gotta live up to it

Everything dope it's the re-up music

Mob ties baby gotta live up to it

Gang

Used to have no food to eat

Every time I had crocs on my feet

Same boy who was out the mud

I ain't even got a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for the slips

Like Kodak I'm all about my Skrilla

Now I put 60K on my feet

So you can see why I bling

Used to have no food to eat

Every time I had crocs on my feet

Same boy who was out the mud

I ain't even got a place to sleep

So I traded my sleep for the slips

Like Kodak I'm all about my Skrilla

Now I put 60K on my feet

So you can see why I bling