SKULL

The GAWVI concert was amazing

Oh my God, obviously we wouldn't of— what is that? Mosh pit, yeah, I got

She got, yo, we got, I got kneed in the face

Nah bro, I got elbowed on my skull

Woah, woah, huh

Timmy Cool on my back, I'm a fool

I'm a dog, I'm a beast, what we do

Many gon' talk, many gon' hate

Numbers don't lie, I'm in all rage

Raisin' my stock, demons I block

This is for God, I gotta, uh-uh-yeah

I got a whole block I'm hittin' on the stereo

Came up, Mama heard me on the radio

Came up on the rise I been tripin' bro

Ain't nobody taking over this my county bro, yeah, yeah

Fear of God to my feet, yeah, the armor complete

On a wave with my fleet, this the day we gon' bleed

Yeah, I been on a switch

Try to cut my wings

I'm fighting for the kids

Yeah, I gotta pick up these bones (yeah)

Thinkin' they ready they not

I'm a Latino and strong (yeah)

Bidi-bidi-bidi-bom

Huh, let it talk, let it talk, let it talk

Long ago in Broward county, there was a young lad by the name of Gawvito

Roaming around Commercial Boulevard looking for the slap

Huh, yeah, I put the thing in a toaster

Yeah, I'ma do it I'm 'posed to

She tryna run with the, hoo

She tryna run with a coaster

I got that cup in a holster

I took it up

Blood in the cup and it's kosher

She tryna run in my clique

I gotta double the switch

I got Nintendo rounds and I got it ready to hit

They try to play with my homies

Y'all do not want me to flip, yeah

Tables are turned at the party

I gotta place I can sit, yeah

We gotta answer to God

This is my version of Psalms

And if you thought I forgot (hoo)

I got it ready for you all

Yeah, let it talk, let it talk, let it talk

Nah bro, I got elbowed on my skull

Slap 'em with that heat, break yo' skull, we gon' bleed, yeah

Slap 'em with that heat, break yo' skull, we gon' bleed, yeah

Slap 'em with that heat, break yo' skull, we gon' bleed, yeah

Slap 'em with that heat, who that boy?

He's a heathen

He's a heathen

He's a heathen