Skrawberries (Explicit)

Skrawberries (Explicit) - JID/BJ The Chicago Kid

Lyrics by：DiCaprio/Bryan Sledge/Jermaine Cole/Patrick Peter Adams/Jordan Louis David

Composed by：DiCaprio/Bryan Sledge/Jermaine Cole/Patrick Peter Adams/Jordan Louis David

Produced by：J. Cole

My girl booty soft and it's shaped like a skrawberry

Her p***y bald with a tat like Stephon Marbury

Carry all my dirt to the grave I'm the pallbearer

Bury all of my sins staring out of the Benz

Gone off w**d gone off Hen' gone with the wind

Gone with the pretty long heiress with the fairest skin

Yelling in her face and she repeat it like a parrot and

Apparently she gone keep yelling at me I'ma never win

Where your a*s was at when I was sleeping on the couch

And in the whip

Probably with another n***a on another n***a dick

I'm on another tip my skin so tint

Strength on strength

One on ten against me

I won't break I don't bend

Watch your statements guard your chin

Guard your heart guard your light

Find your zen mind your lightness

You doing without 'cause you ain't looking within

But if you ever in doubt give this a spin

Yeah for life baby I'm dressed for the war

Baby girl I'm your soldier

But trippin' like this back and forth

Wonder who gon' hold you

Who's gon'

Everybody needs somebody

To hold them down I said

Everybody needs somebody to hold them down

Check look cool

I mean shawty had relations

That we never could speak about

You get mad I'm mad we sleep it out

And then she had a man who used to beat her

So she told me she wanted out

Got a couple abortions

Now that pussy's a haunted house

Now her heart cold Antartica Siberia

Had it planned out curriculum criteria

Change she feel pain strain built-up anger

From dealing with a dickhead

Putting her life in danger

I understand it's times that

You go through your women things

And sometimes can't gauge

Clearly on what you be thinking

I swear I got your back and got

The tab on what you drinking

You ain't gotta move a

Finger or pinky when we linking

Whatever keeps your boat afloat or ship sinking

From loose lips of side women stepping out of position

Breaking out of a system prison

Parallelogram shaping the prism

Stop signs never stopped I

Let's be realistic I been trying

To get in touch with my senses

And be better to my sisters

But n***as think that you feminine when you sensitive

My homegirl rap and she feminist

Hold it down for the women I call her Feminem

Tell 'em how you really feel headass

'Cause a*s shots are dead a*s

And fake tits been around we gas it

Girl you perfect without

That makeup or the plastic surgery

I'ma tell you how it is like Ron Burgundy

Yeah for life baby I'm dressed for the war

Baby girl I'm your soldier

But trippin' like this back and forth

Wonder who gon' hold you

Who's gon'

Everybody needs somebody

To hold them down I said

Everybody needs somebody to hold them down

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