Biever Boys - SXXLL FXXK (Feat. Blush Age) Lyrics

Yuh yah, skull f*ck
Skull f*ck, skull f*ck, skull f*ck, motha-f*ck, skull f*ck, what!
Get it, get it, bitch!
Woh! Yeah, yeah

I am sick in the head, bitch
I will rip you to shreds, bitch
I got bills like I'm Benjamin
All my pockets full, so empty them
Passing passive massive asses
Back it up and smack it down
Back in trashy casual assassins
You can tap me out
Placid, placid, man, they practice backing out the alley now
My bad bitch got my snazzy attitude
Like it nasty when she pin me down
F*ck with your manny house and your cabaret
I might take your mama to the doggy house and make her stay
I got new Beamer, color yellow, beekeeper
Honey, honey f*cking in my hive
Who needs her?
Selling ziplocks full of medicine to teeners
I got em all addicted like some blood to mosquiters

Yeah, yeah, skull f*ck, yeah
Woh! What! Yeah!
Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck!
Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Yeah!
Skull f*ck! What! Skull f*ck! What! Skull f*ck! What!
Skull f*ck! F*ck it up!

My heart is dark just like the Benz
My scope got a Cartier lens
Aim it at you and your mans
Look at the shots that I send
He froze when pulled out the ten
He froze when I pulled out the tech
He froze when I aimed at his neck
He froze with the ice on my neck
And the ice on my rings
Hit em once, I make him ring
Hit a high note, make her sing
Iceland where I got my bling
I land where I got my team
Off of the jet
Two toned Pateks
Two just to flex
Sign off a check
And its signed out to Trex
We got up next
Girls love my scent
Give me the text
Soon I give em good sex
Rugers on deck
Luger like Lex
Beats that I'm on
'Cause these bitches I own
Always
Only place I be fitting in these days is my Balmains
In these new designer brand shoes, I shouldn't be balling
But when my shots go up, crowds come down and they start calling
When those shots are falling, yuh

You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!
You ain't shit, you's a bitch!

Headbangers gather around
Crank that shit up, make it loud
Yell to the powers at work
Back the f*ck up you lil twerp
Feel like Smokepurpp
Stomp these niggas like dirt
Hop in that whip then I skirt
They say I'm different
Bitches, you acting so ignorant
They call me white, but, you looked at my pigment
Shut the f*ck up, I'm just ending you hoes
Get off me, bih, let me hand you these blows
Talking bout y'all just f*cks up with my flow
Forgiveness is weak 42 in a choke hold, woh

Yeah, yeah, skull f*ck, yeah
Woh! What! Yeah!
Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck!
Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Skull f*ck! Yeah!
Skull f*ck! What! Skull f*ck! What! Skull f*ck! What!
Skull f*ck! F*ck it up!