skincrawler

By Lilmh

On PROPHECY

Released on May 24, 2024

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[Chorus]

I'm a skincrawler

Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father

Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama

Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror (Cherri did you make this one?)

Already know one day Imma get my fucking karma

Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae

I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada

You ain't talking guala Ion wanna bother

I want my rollie presidential like Obama

I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja

Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada

Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller

Peons changing they lane switch

I ain't with fake shit I don't speak that language

I don't give a fuck about whoever that you came with

Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it

Bitch I do not care bout no hoe

It ain't nothin for me to fuck her then to send that bitch home

Since I started this shit they took my flow

In with the new out with the old

Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home

Fucking up on some twin sisters

Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning

Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley

Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling


[Verse]

Certified psycho in this hoe

Watch out for me, lil bitch it finna get critical

Talking down on my dead homie it finna get physical

Lil bitch I'm tryna get rid of ya

Smoking on ya mans this shit some indica

Best not approach me if you see me walking in the cut

Got the THC syrup I'm finna pour in my double cup

I'm finna fuck on that hoe and then pass her to bro and then run it up

Told you I got all the money like hol up hol up, Romney yuh


[Chorus]

I'm a skincrawler

Lurking through the night Imma murk you and your father

Knifey on my side bitch I'm looking for the drama

Caught that boy lacking now he screaming out in horror

Already know one day Imma get my fucking karma

Li-Lil bitch we finna swarm in like larvae

I'm rocking me some Rick with the Prada

You ain't talking guala Ion wanna bother

I want my rollie presidential like Obama

I'm getting geeked off that mary jane that ganja

Bitch I'm elite, you won't see me never nada

Ever since I was younger bitch I knew I'd be a baller

Peons changing they lane switch

I ain't with fake shit I don't speak that language

I don't give a fuck about whoever that you came with

Diss me on ya song, pussy boy you better change it

Bitch I do not care bout no hoe

It ain't nothin for me to fuck her then to send that bitch home

Since I started this shit they took my flow

In with the new out with the old

Finna go back to mars like ET phoning home

Fucking up on some twin sisters

Lil bitch I'm not Christian, so I be out sinning

Counting this money bitch I'm tryna drive a big Bentley

Maybe I'll cop the Rolls with the stars in the ceiling