(I don't be on my phone no more, okay)
Baby, I need your height, I can't film it (Damn, it's too high)
Isn't Edward Skeletrix the real one? (Yeah)
Nigga, flexing black money, you are my son (You are my son)
(Yeah)
Yes, I'm, Edward Skeletrix, the real one
I'm that root of all these niggas
Then they my son (Then they my sons)
Wearing blood white kicks, like the monster (Yeah)
Yeah, I had to fuck some racks up (Yeah)
(I had to fuck some racks up)
Yeah, I had to fuck some racks up (Yeah, yeah)
Pullin' the stress out, pullin' the stress out, the Draco (Yeah)
Why they hate but they fans of us? (Ah, ah, ah)
When you get power, this shit get dangerous (Ah, ah, ah)
Girl, you ain't even my favorite
Keep it real, you done changed up
I fuck with you, 'cause you fuck with the black truck (Ah, ah, ah), uh
Baby, I need your height, I can't film it (I can't film it)
Isn't Edward Skeletrix the real one? (Yeah)
Nigga, flexing black money, you are my son
(Flexing black money, then you my son)
(Flexing black money, then you my son)
I don't be on my phone no more
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