SKIPP

Call daddy, tell him twenty-five got to go
DMD done put it down, twenty-five out the door
Hittin' the highway, doin' twenty-five shows
Twenty-five limos slammin' twenty-five doors
Representin' fo' those holdin' twenty-five screws in they deck
I'ma wreck and rip twenty-five crews quick

Skip to my lou, tuck the tool in my pocket
Fuck supposed to do? Whole crew on that hot shit
Cop twenty-two, keep the lube for the rocket
Fifty-hundred chains, tuck the pain in my locket

Mayday, just tryna stay ahead of stormy weather till it rain day
It's a hundred people tryna help me but I feel the same ways
Suffer loss of vision but I'm focused, bitch
Sober-minded but I'm takin' trips
Tik-tak-duck, it's all red truck, no mercy when I tumble
Click-clack-duck, if I'm off to ya, holla mercy when I rumble
Mention ya nigga, mix it up, it's come up when I call you
Fiction, yeah, it's a fiction, yeah, it's picture when I fall through

Kip to my lou, tuck the tool in my pocket
Fuck supposed to do? Whole crew on that hot shit
Cop twenty-too, keep the lube for the rocket
Fifty-hundred chains, tuck the pain in my locket

Love it, mane
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir