SKULL Songtext
von GAWVI
SKULL Songtext
The GAWVI concert was amazing (oh my gosh)
But you know, but in that mosh pit, yeah, I got
She got kneed, you got-
I got kneed in the face, nah bro, I got elbowed on my skull
Timmy Cool on my back, I′ma fool
I'm a dog, I′m a beast, what we do
Many gon' talk, many gon' hate
Numbers don′t lie, I′m in all rage
Raisin' my stock, demons I block
This is for God, I gotta, uh-uh-yeah
I gotta hope like a man on the stereo
Came up, Mama heard me on the radio
Came up on the rise I been drippin′ bro
Ain't nobody taking over this my county bro, yeah, yeah
Fear of God to my feet, yeah, the armor complete
On a wave with my fleet, there′s a day we gon' bleed
Yeah, I been on a switch
Try to cut my ranks
Fighting for the King
Yeah, I gotta pick up these bones (yeah)
Thinkin′ they ready, they not
I'm a Latino and strong (Yeah)
Bidi-bidi-bidi-bom
Huh, let it talk, let it talk, let it talk
Long ago in Broward County
There was a name lad by the name of Gawvito
Roaming around Commercial Boulevard, looking for the slap
Huh, yeah, I put the thing in a toaster
Yeah, I'ma do it, I′m ′posed to
She tryna run with a, hoo
She tryna run with a coaster
I got the cup in a holster
I take it out
Look in the cup and it's Kosher
She tryna ruin my clique
I gotta double the switch
I got Nintendo rounds and I got it ready to hit
They try to play with my homies
Y′all do not want me to flip, yeah
Tables are turned at the party
I gotta place I can sit, yeah
We only answer to God
This is my verse of the song
And if you thought I forgot (hoo)
I already fight you off
Yeah, let it talk, let it talk, let it talk
Naw bro, I got elbowed on my skull
Step up with that heat, break a skull, we gon' bleed
Step up with that heat, break a skull, we gon′ bleed
Step up with that heat, break a skull, we gon' bleed
Step up with that heat, who that boy, he′s a heathen
He's a heathen
He's a heathen
But you know, but in that mosh pit, yeah, I got
She got kneed, you got-
I got kneed in the face, nah bro, I got elbowed on my skull
Timmy Cool on my back, I′ma fool
I'm a dog, I′m a beast, what we do
Many gon' talk, many gon' hate
Numbers don′t lie, I′m in all rage
Raisin' my stock, demons I block
This is for God, I gotta, uh-uh-yeah
I gotta hope like a man on the stereo
Came up, Mama heard me on the radio
Came up on the rise I been drippin′ bro
Ain't nobody taking over this my county bro, yeah, yeah
Fear of God to my feet, yeah, the armor complete
On a wave with my fleet, there′s a day we gon' bleed
Yeah, I been on a switch
Try to cut my ranks
Fighting for the King
Yeah, I gotta pick up these bones (yeah)
Thinkin′ they ready, they not
I'm a Latino and strong (Yeah)
Bidi-bidi-bidi-bom
Huh, let it talk, let it talk, let it talk
Long ago in Broward County
There was a name lad by the name of Gawvito
Roaming around Commercial Boulevard, looking for the slap
Huh, yeah, I put the thing in a toaster
Yeah, I'ma do it, I′m ′posed to
She tryna run with a, hoo
She tryna run with a coaster
I got the cup in a holster
I take it out
Look in the cup and it's Kosher
She tryna ruin my clique
I gotta double the switch
I got Nintendo rounds and I got it ready to hit
They try to play with my homies
Y′all do not want me to flip, yeah
Tables are turned at the party
I gotta place I can sit, yeah
We only answer to God
This is my verse of the song
And if you thought I forgot (hoo)
I already fight you off
Yeah, let it talk, let it talk, let it talk
Naw bro, I got elbowed on my skull
Step up with that heat, break a skull, we gon' bleed
Step up with that heat, break a skull, we gon′ bleed
Step up with that heat, break a skull, we gon' bleed
Step up with that heat, who that boy, he′s a heathen
He's a heathen
He's a heathen
Writer(s): Gabriel Azucena, Rhomar Jessy Rodriguez, Wilfred Collado, Jonathan Barahona, Jonathan Gerald Saintil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com