Skilla Baby
Black Force Music
[Intro]
Huh?
Yeah
Please don't tell me be safe, n***a, tell that to my opps
Huh?

[Verse 1]
How rich is you, Skilla? N***a, I'm filthy
I'll never backdoor my mans, it ain't in me
I can't let my guard down 'cause n***as tryna kill me
Same n***as that I send to kill shit used to send me
When I get a drop, a n***a gettin' shot
Treat a bitch-ass n***a like some lean and get him dropped
Please don't tell me be safe, n***a, tell that to my opps
I pull up on n***as' blocks in somethin' bigger than a yacht
N***as tellin' me to chill, huh? But I'm not
N***as started shit with me and n***as tellin' mе to stop
My opps tell they aunts and they aunts tеll the cops
They don't wanna see me dead, they want me sleepin' on a cot

[Chorus]
I'm tryna hit somethin', n***a, huh, black Force music
Done glowed my strap up, I'm tryna get a n***a torched to it
I'm tryna hit somethin', n***a, huh, black Force music
These n***as finished, man, somebody put a fork through 'em
Black Force music, get a n***a torched to it
Black Force music, man, put a fork through 'em
Black Force music, n***a, we ignore rules
Black Force music, trippin' in the courtroom, hah
[Post-Chorus]
On that bullshit, we be on that bullshit
On that bullshit, I'm still on that bullshit
On that bullshit, I get on some bullshit
On that bullshit, we still on that bullshit
On that bullshit, we get on that bullshit
On that bullshit, I'm still on that bullshit
On that bullshit, we get on that bullshit
On that bullshit, we still on that bullshit

[Verse 2]
I got a pocket rocket on me and I'm ridin' with a K
You know me, I'm from the D, I'll get it poppin' in the A
Shit ain't sweet, I still beef 'cause it ain't stop none of my pape'
Catch a n***a in the street, we be done shot him in the face
Brodie on the yard trippin', out there walkin' with a shank
Man, my Drac'll lean a n***a, be done dropped him like some drank
Every weekend, I catch a flight, I'm in another place
I be outside, these n***as do not, 'cause it ain't safe
They do not be on the block, they don't be in TSA
I don't see 'em when I'm in the mall or when I'm in the bank
They say I'm goin' overboard, but these demos gotta lay
Before I turn thirty, gotta let these n***as know that I don't play

[Chorus]
I'm tryna hit somethin', n***a, huh, black Force music
Done glowed my strap up, I'm tryna get a n***a torched to it
I'm tryna hit somethin', n***a, huh, black Force music
These n***as finished, man, somebody put a fork through 'em
Black Force music, get a n***a torched to it
Black Force music, man, put a fork through 'em
Black Force music, n***a, we ignore rules
Black Force music, trippin' in the courtroom, hah
[Post-Chorus]
On that bullshit, we be on that bullshit
On that bullshit, I'm still on that bullshit
On that bullshit, I get on some bullshit
On that bullshit, we still on that bullshit
On that bullshit, we get on that bullshit
On that bullshit, I'm still on that bullshit
On that bullshit, we get on that bullshit
On that bullshit, we still on that bullshit