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[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you (Yeah)
Outside in my land
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

[Post-Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (Man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (Yeah, Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (Yeah)

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you (Yeah)
Outside in my land
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out the window, lеt it bang

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
These n***as be on tracеr, I swear that they switch
I just need a reason, already dug his ditch
They say I'm on fire like a nineteenth-century witch
No snow when I blow up the wire, they think I'm 50 Cent, uh
I've been hittin' stains, vool, you too?
Let's be Bonnie, Clyde, fuck ya sayin'?
We gon' be like Pablo Esco'
We don't need no fuckin' middle man (Middle man)
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Let me see your hands to bring you (Yeah)
Outside in my land
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang

[Post-Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
For the right price, he'll do ya
That's my right-hand man (Man)
We out in Shibuya, outside in Japan (Yeah, Japan)
Striped sweater on me like Krueger, huh, what's it to ya?
Introduce you to my new gun, this Ruger in my pants (Yeah)

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God & Trippie Redd]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you (Yeah)
Outside in my land
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah, 14)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
And I'm in Shibuya, fuckin' on a cougar
They said I'm a screw-up
Don't fuck with me? Then screw ya (Screw ya)
Fuck yo' swag, I'm too up, stick it out like a fupa (Yeah)
Can't fuck with you, you get the boot, bruh
That choppa loud, I might shoot ya (Bah)
Twenty-four-seven, it's like heaven on a dude
They all wanna bite my style, from my sound to my shoes (Yeah)
Fuck them by the twos, I'm the one, I cannot lose
You won't get a blues clue, beatin' her up like Whole Foods (Yeah)
[...]
...know you
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Yeah, let me see your hands to bring you (Yeah)
Outside in my land
I've been with the gangsters, bandanas (Yeah)
Hangin' out the window, let it bang