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Ski Mask the Slump God – LA LA Lyrics

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Oh my god, Ronny!
Stupid

Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her
She with a boy think its Ned Flanders
She said that, really nice
With my ice, I drown her
I found her soul in the night
She’s a Salamander
Cold-blooded the type

Yuh, this ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
This ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh, water!)
This ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
This that him that’s talking s---
Bend him like a blimp

I know she gon’ swallow like the b---- can’t swim
Hit ’em with a follow when a b---- can’t tip, yuh
Who the f--- the reaper? F--- that n---- named Grim
I am the one with light inside the darkness of the den
I’m a god but I’m still praising God too
Know a n---- know dogs, sell dog food
Know my game on point, no harpoon
Know a n---- said I’m fry, so I told ’em get fist
Cause these n----- too old too broke to
Cut em’ off my frequency, no Pro Tools
Blue cheese and blue jeans
And you know they’re Balmains, so they come with the wrinkles like a Pug do

Yuh, this ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
This ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
This ain’t that, b----, that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
Is that him that’s talking s---?
Bend him like a blimp

Gucci on my body
Feel like water I can’t swim
So I bought a Gucci rubber ducky with the fins
When I was a youngin’, hit at home I was 10
Told my Dad I was selling molly ninth grade in (Yeah)
You are now inside of my mind
It is very black and white, no mime
I put diamonds up on my time
Laid back siping Fiji with the lime, do
She an animal, eat me like bamboo
Young n----, and I’m sly like CANTU

This ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
This ain’t that, b---- (Yuh), that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh, water!)
This ain’t that, b----, that ain’t this, yuh (Yuh)
Is that him that’s talking s---?
Bend him like a blimp

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