Ski Mask the Slump God - BUKKAKE Lyrics

[Flame] 🔥 Ski Mask the Slump God - BUKKAKE Lyrics

[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Whew
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Ooh
My mucus (Haha, bitch)
Shout out my mucus, um
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Damn)

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Bitch (Bitch, bitch), I am wuh-wuh-wuh wuh-wuh-wuh one of a one (Wuh-wuh-wuh, wuh-wuh-wuh, one)
Hot like a biscuit with crust on the crumb
I touch her chest like the cross on a nun
Umm, umm (I touch ya chest, it, it, it, it, I touch ya chest, it, it, it, it)
If I was vampire, I still survive in the sun
I am a motherfucker, asshole and cunt
My diamonds clean as a newborn baby dog tongue, umm (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid & Ski Mask The Slump God]
Pussy too good like yum (Like what, what?)
Make her do a backflip, then she cum (Make her do a fucking , huh?)
Choppers on ’em run up on it get shot (Grahh, yuh)
Thirty bitches, I’ma do what I want (Bitch)
She wanna fuck on my neck, ’cause I’m cool (Water)
If the pussy too good, make it blue (Make it blue)
Used to dream ’bout the Bentley, ’til this shit came true (Whoa)
Got a brand new Rollie and the face all blue (O-o-o-okay)

[Bridge: Ski Mask The Slump God & Rich The Kid]
Like, uh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Shout out my, uh (Shout out my, huh)
Huh, yuh, yuh (What? What? What?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I done woke up on the block (Block)
Block, block , block, what , block, block, what , drop, huh?
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
I’m just like slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Ooh)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Shout out my slime and my ex
I’m just like slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Uh, yuh)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Shout out my slime and my ex

[Verse 3: Ski Mask The Slump God & Rich The Kid]
‘Cause you know they help me blow up
Bitch, it’s throw up
What’s on my meat? Boy no cold cut
Shout out my Bentley (Skrrt)
I do donuts
What’s in your freezer? (Freezer)
Bitch, I’m froze up
She want the Molly, thought she told ya?
Shout out my bitch (Bitch)
‘Cause she cold
I got the racks in my backpack (Backpack)
Bluebills on me, that’s a kickback (Kickback)
I’m the young nigga, bought the trap back (What?)
You can fit a hundred thou in a knapsack (Rich)