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Ski Mask The Slump God - Shibuya Lyrics
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(Five, four, three, two, one)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)

Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (right-hand man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (yeah, in Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (yeah, yeah)

Let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

These niggas be on treason, I swear that they switch
I just needed a reason, already dug his ditch
They say I'm on fire like a nineteenth-century witch
No snow when I blow up the wire, they think I'm 50 Cent, uh
I've been hittin' stains, bool, you too?
Let's be Bonnie, Clyde, f*ck ya sayin'?
We gon' be like Pablo Esco'
We don't need no f*ckin' middleman

Let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (right-hand man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (yeah, in Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (yeah, yeah)

Let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas
Hangin' out the window, let it bang (let it bang)
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(Five, four, three, two, one)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)

Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (right-hand man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (yeah, in Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (yeah, yeah)

Let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

These niggas be on treason, I swear that they switch
I just needed a reason, already dug his ditch
They say I'm on fire like a nineteenth-century witch
No snow when I blow up the wire, they think I'm 50 Cent, uh
I've been hittin' stains, bool, you too?
Let's be Bonnie, Clyde, f*ck ya sayin'?
We gon' be like Pablo Esco'
We don't need no f*ckin' middleman

Let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (right-hand man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (yeah, in Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (yeah, yeah)

Let me see your hands to bring you outside in my land (yeah)
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas
Hangin' out the window, let it bang (let it bang)
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Writer: Alec Tolkin, Joshua D. Goldberg, Max Lord, Stokeley Goulbourne
Copyright: Lyrics © AL B SMOOV PUBLISHING, BILL MODE RICO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.



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