[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Ski, we got another one

Hey, aye

Getter with the hitter

Yuh

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Okay bitch, yuh

Yuh, yuh, huh, okay

Yuh, yuh, yuh, bitch

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Yuh, yuh, yuh

What did you say?



[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Okay, bitch, I'm getting sweaty, huh

'Cause I'm getting heavy, uh

'Cause I'm eating good (yuh, yuh)

I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh (sauce)

Ain't no nigga run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh

Black bitch don't give Becky, uh (aye)

Jason versus Freddy



[Verse 1: iLL Chris]

Jigsaw versus Chucky, huh

Your bitch wanna fuck me, huh

13th on a Friday, made your asses real unlucky, huh

All these lames is hanging, man, they treat me like a bungee

Yeah, she love me like a puppy

Yeah, she tripping like she clumsy, huh



[Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Looking like A1 Pedico and I wipe her beak off

This should be illegal

I just smoked hella Backwoods

Now I feel like I'm high as a beak on a seagull (aye aye)

Get to the back, like my name is Kris Kringle

Give 'em the finger, then show 'em the nina (then show 'em the nina, a-a-aye)



[Verse 3: iLL Chris & Ski Mask the Slump God]

Illy, illy, illy, illy (aye)

Never defeated, Ctrl Alt Delete it

I show 'em the nina (yeah, yeah)

I pull up in Beemers, I'm flyer than seagulls

I aqua like 'Fina (fuck, shit)

Bullets Iridium, Saudi Arabia

Alter your cranium

I'm gonna bang on 'em, I'm gonna bang on 'em

I'm gonna bang on 'em, I'm gonna bang on 'em (aye)

You want no smoke when I propane flow

AK scope, I'm coming for your throat

Off-White cord on a Hi-C boat

Know I'm finna drip like a lion in the cold

Ride in my lane, y'all losing your life

Killing y'all lames with a Goyard knife

What y'all trying, I did that twice

Vegas boy, I throw them dice



[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]

Okay, bitch, I'm getting sweaty, huh

'Cause I'm getting heavy, uh

'Cause I'm eating good (yuh, yuh)

I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh (sauce)

Ain't no nigga run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh (aye)

Black bitch don't give Becky, uh (aye)

Jason versus Freddy

Okay, bitch, I'm getting sweaty, huh

'Cause I'm getting heavy, uh

'Cause I'm eating good

I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh

Ain't no nigga run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh

Black bitch don't give Becky, uh (aye)

Jason versus Freddy