Heavy

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God] Ski, we got another one Hey, ayy Getter with the hitter Yuh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh Okay bitch, yuh Yuh, yuh, huh, okay Yuh, yuh, yuh, bitch Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh, yuh What did you say? [Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God] Okay, bitch, I'm getting sweaty, huh 'Cause I'm getting heavy, uh 'Cause I'm eating good (Yuh, yuh) I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh (Sauce) Ain't no nigga run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh Black bitch don't give Becky, uh (Ayy) Jason versus Freddy [Verse 1: iLL Chris] Jigsaw versus Chucky, huh Your bitch wanna fuck me, huh 13th on a Friday, made your asses real unlucky, huh All these lames is hanging, man, they treat me like a bungee Yeah, she love me like a puppy Yeah, she tripping like she clumsy, huh [Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God] Looking like A1 Pedico and I wipe her beak off This should be illegal I just smoked hella Backwoods Now I feel like I'm high as a beak on a seagull (Ayy, ayy) Get to the back, like my name is Kris Kringle Give 'em the finger, then show 'em the nina (Then show 'em the nina, a-a-ayy) [Verse 3: iLL Chris & Ski Mask the Slump God] Illy, illy, illy, illy (Ayy) Never defeated, Ctrl+Alt+Delete it I show 'em the nina (Yeah, yeah) I pull up in Beemers, I'm flyer than seagulls I aqua like 'Fina (Fuck, shit) Bullets Iridium, Saudi Arabia Alter your cranium I'm gonna bang on 'em, I'm gonna bang on 'em I'm gonna bang on 'em, I'm gonna bang on 'em (Ayy) You want no smoke when I propane flow AK scope, I'm coming for your throat Off-White cord on a Hi-C boat Know I'm finna drip like a lion in the cold Ride in my lane, y'all losing your life Killing y'all lames with a Goyard knife What y'all trying, I did that twice Vegas boy, I throw them dice [Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God] Okay, bitch, I'm getting sweaty, huh 'Cause I'm getting heavy, uh 'Cause I'm eating good (yuh, yuh) I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh (sauce) Ain't no nigga run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh (Ayy) Black bitch don't give Becky, uh (Ayy) Jason versus Freddy Okay, bitch, I'm getting sweaty, huh 'Cause I'm getting heavy, uh 'Cause I'm eating good I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh Ain't no nigga run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh Black bitch don't give Becky, uh (Ayy) Jason versus Freddy