Skeme lyrics

[Intro: Rob49 & G Herbo]
Yeah, hahahaha
That's it right there (Uh), keep it goin' (Uh)
This gon' be a one take
Uh (Ayy, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah (Gang)

[Verse 1: Rob49 & G Herbo]
Here we go again (Here we go again)
Lights was off at mama house, so she couldn't see my vision (So she couldn't see my vision)
Go ask your bro, I broke the law and flew pounds in my city (Gang)
I'm in a Lamb' truck gettin' my di*k sucked (Gang)
Light skin, dark skin, I want both of 'em (Uh)

[Verse 2: G Herbo & Rob49]
Let me know somethin', two hoes slid on me, but I want three, I need a foursome (Uh)
Already got a ho, I don't want no ho talkin' 'bout she wholesome (Yeah)
I don't need no more clout, ho, watch your mouth, always tryna post somethin' (Yeah)
Keep my Glock on me, I hop out front seat, tryna smoke somethin' (Brr, baow)
Keep the questions, I don't know nothin' (Gang)
Glizzy don't need a bеam, but like a green dot, b*tch, you know it's comin' (You know it's comin')
Soon as we leavе his team (Yeah), we just gon' flee the scene (Yeah)
My shooters score with ease (Yeah), we don't even need a screen (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Rob49]
Yeah, my shooters score with ease (Yeah), soon as he see him, he squeeze (Brr)
Ride 'round my town in a matte black truck with five-percent tint with skis on (Ayy)
I be tryna, uh, get in her pants, get in that end zone (Gettin' that end zone)
I be tryna, uh, trap all day like a trapstar (Gang)
On my grind, but I don't skate (Ayy), ask me sh*t, I plead the fifth (Ayy)
Get a big check on the first (Gang), yeah, I love, but I don't need it (Ayy)
I was down bad, but I turned up quick, got that win again (I got that win again)
Losses turned to lessons, I'm the truth, they can't do this sh*t (Yeah)
And I'm schemin' hard (Yeah), n*ggas know I'm a problem (Yeah)
I be in the project (Yeah), bro serve OxyContin (I don't serve no crack)
He be playin' with that white sh*t like he servin' Coca-Cola (Yeah)
I be, I be, I be keepin' my pistol like I'm 'posed to (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
[Verse 5: G Herbo]
I be quick to get on a n*gga ass like he owe somethin'
Broski ridin' Jag', do the dash like he stole somethin'
We won't even pull up Jags, ride new ones like the old ones (Yeah)
f*ckin' up that sack, buyin' platinum like it's gold (G Herbo)
I be, I be quick to sl*t a b*tch, she don't mean nothin'
Then get drunk and text her phone quick like, "I need somethin'"
You can't talk like you don't love these hoes, I don't either
Feed her di*k and then she call me p*ss, I won't feed her
She don't even trip, uh, on my neck, a kit (A kit), uh
On my right a brick (A brick), uh, and my left a switch (Brr), uh
I make b*tches lick (Uh), so I left her lit (Lit)
I got with her rich (I got with her rich), so I left her rich (I left her rich)

[Outro: G Herbo]
We ain't trippin' 'bout this sh*t, we ain't never been trippin'
This sh*t end, this sh*t ain't gon' never end
Should I spend it on a b*tch or I spend it on my friend?
Should I spend it on broski? And we spend it on my Benzes
No bap, for real
We was in the trenches, hundred K cash before rap
I was rappin', but I wasn't snappin'
Me and my n*ggas was clappin', how I made it happen
'Fore rappin', we was trappin'
sh*t ain't no movie, we want action