$KATING DOWNTOWN

[Verse]
Bitch I like skatin' downtown
I do not like bein' in the crowd
Now tell me what you know about a damn crown
Now tell me what you know 'bout a damn ounce
In fact, you move dime sacks, not no pounds
You go round, yeah, you actin' like a clown
You're so silent when you're smokin' on some loud
When Hollow appears, then you go out of sound
Know I keep the blade on me
They talk wack, throw shade on me
Hang wit my homies, you's fake to me
I'm with Nanners, and we skatin' the three
Don't give a fuck I ain't worried, homie
Shine in the light and they hate on me
Got the blonde hair, feel like Broly
And I got the blade, so you can't hold me, ayu
I'm too rare, you can call me a gem
You do this fake flexin', boy this is ya' end
Writing this shit with a book and a pen
Flow is so hard, bitch, I'm goin full send
Wulf with the flow, 66, yeah, you know
Young Indigo, talking 'bout, you a bro
Young boy, homie, I'm just tryna get some dome
I'm smokin' on strong, you smoke oregano