Kam and Kauri - Sada Baby, Skilla Baby

I trust my dog with my life, know he gon' guard it for me, huh

I trust my dog with my life, know he gon' guard it for me, huh

Hmm, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, huh

I ain’t gotta watch my back never

If he right here, he gon' watch it for me, huh

I ain’t gotta watch my back never

If he right here, he know he got it for me, huh

If he right here, know he got it for me, huh

If he right here, know he got it for, hmm

Know my brother got my back and I got his, hmm

Back to back off the back, nigga, watch this

Back to back, stretch cocked, we the Glock twins

FK got my back and I got his

You niggas only be outside on the weekends

I be outside all night to next evening

We been lookin' for the opps to the weekend

We got money on the floor, bitch, we leavin'

Scoop the backend, turn around, bitch, here we bome

Hoopin' on the 'net only time niggas seen me run

Oop the frontend to us, nigga, here we come

We ain’t jump in that real bag, we just havin' fun

Skilla brothers my brothers, tell him call Flare

His opps my opps, and my opps is his, uh

We’ll fuck the party up if you all there

We gon' set the roof on fire if dog there

Got a bankroll fresh off the snow, man, it’s all there

Yeah, I’m the type, you pull up on me, you gon' see your broad there

Move 'bows, sell dog, Baby Cuddo do fraud there

FK got the drop on the opps, we was all there

I was already sick in the head 'fore this virus hit

Hmm, I been sick of all this bitch-ass shit

All these bitch-ass niggas, all these bitch-ass bitches

Hit an opp bitch, took a smoke break, and dipped back in

Had enough of this ho nigga talk, nigga, this my limit

Pop a Perc', beat his ass like I’m Popeye, this my spinach

I be trippin' on my block like Dennis the Menace

Close the blind on my neighbors, mind my business

Cut the radio up, heard the K on it

Huh, off Perkies, off drank, know I stay on it, huh

Sip my lean like coffee, but it ain’t no Java

I don’t want Wedding Cake, bring me that Guava

Nigga say he big squad, he must know Sada

Hmm, nigga say he Big Ape, he must know Ron

How you Fast Money, and you don’t even be with the don?

How dog say he from the 10, don’t know Cameron?

I done made so many blues with the Red Whoop

Huh, no cap, made ten about ten times

I’ll leave that boy shitty like Stan and Tron

In school, I was TRD to that scantron

If FK see red, get your head blue

Huh, I’ll bring this shit back like the hands of time

Trap got a trap out in Akron, the land of 'Bron

Skilla got Mamba Mentality, snake your slime

Bhopstick clap loud as hell, it’ll wake up Juan

Bhopstick’ll knock down a frat, it’ll break they line

Fracture your brain, break your mind

Hate that swine, they ain’t my kind

This shit crack, make fiends breakdance to it

Hmm, make your bitch shake her ass to it

Hate that slime, it ain’t my kind

Hate that slime, it ain’t my kind

Duh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, hate that swine, it ain’t my kind

Hate that slime, it ain’t my kind

Hate that slime, it ain’t my kind

Hate that swine, it ain’t my, uh