[Intro:]
(sigh)
Extra faded right now, so...
I wanted to use a smooth beat because like, I'm so fucking...
Blasé is what we said, blasé
Yeah, so like...
I don't know I got a couple bars, so
I say like, um:

[Verse 1]
Verbal slaughter with my lines, CPR
Motherfucking g's, yeah that's what we are
Three of my n***as, Maybachs, all three cars
N***as cause obsolete, VCR
New age, you diss like Blu-Ray
But I stay with them bars like Tunechi
Did I do that? Urkel
With my entourage we ain't talkin' 'bout turtle
You can't decipher what I say and my [?]
Raps K-12, man, and I'm tryna be a lifer
Period... Cause I do this every month, bitch
Victorious so we walkin' through with trumpets
I try to tell you Urkel n***as, "Family Matters"
Young lady, my name is Skizzles, taste the rapper
I'm not an actor, reality TV
I'm probably with a couple sexy broads when you see me
Ice creams on my feet, no sprinkles
Tell me why your girl laughs every time I tickle
I told my n***a Suave it's too easy
"Suave, it's too easy"
[?] super smooth up in West Side
Everything's on display like it's Best Buy
I'm a quick man, girl, I switch hands
Maybach seats same color as quick sand
So lets dive in, and get to hidin'
Under covers, tinted windows like we undercover
Do this Day 'N' Nite like Kid Cudder
Lethal, Danny Glover
Karate Kid with the flow cause I kick ass
I bet your car don't drive this fast
Yeah, Alfred Hammel on my wrist, bitch, I'm rich
Missed school today, cause, bitch, I'm sick
Clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
So clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
Yeah, so clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
Yeah, so clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
Yeah, so clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
Yeah, so clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
[Outro:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm high as a motherfucker
Yeah, hehe