SKRT

Yeah, uh yeah Skrt skrt, yeah Uh yeah, uh-huh Haters getting mad their opinions never worked Seeing friends change on you gotta be the worst But they ain't know that I was born a seed inside the dirt We taking off we pulling off on em Skr skr, skr Skr skr, skr Skr skr, skr Skr skr Pulling off we taking off on em Skr skr I ain't in my feels I'm in the field Haters know what's up they even doubled up the deal I guess I always had mass appeal Ya'll good to retreat I'm going straight in for the kill And I swerve on em when I'm in the traffic Straight shot headed for the masses No breaks never looking backwards Never handed on a silver platter I was in the crowd still rapping Trynna get those backstage passes Always knew that this would happen I don't need to hear them tell me I matter Haters getting mad their opinions never worked Seeing friends change on you gotta be the worst But they ain't know that I was born a seed inside the dirt We taking off we pulling off on em Skr skr, skr Skr skr, skr Skr skr, skr Skr skr We taking off we pulling off Okay now hold up let me put my phone on silent in the booth I can't have no interruptions this is not an interlude All these other rappers dead inside and I'm the living proof That I don't force to thread the needle just like nike I just do And I know, they trynna stop me, yeah Oh they trynna kill me softly, yeah Stunning is a hobby Check the bass, kicks be hitting like karate Shhhh Haters getting mad their opinions never worked Seeing friends change on you gotta be the worst But they ain't know that I was born a seed inside the dirt We taking off we pulling off on em Skr skr, skr Skr skr, skr We taking off we pulling off on em Skr skr