No Promo

[Intro: NIKOWOODYEAR]
Welcome to Violet
(Yeah, and this shit 'bout to bump, okay)
Yeah, woah

[Verse 1: NIKOWOODYEAR]
They wanna hate? That's cool
They wanna hang? Grab noose
Yeah, and all of these niggas a nuisance (Yeah, wait)
She talkin' to me and the shit, it don't make sense, get it, trust
I'm makin' plays and these niggas on MyPlayer
I put this gold on my left wrist, she wanna feel on my Cartier
All it takes is one emoji if I wanna feel on that body, yeah
I pull out twenty, she wan' hold it
When I drop this shit, I'm outta here
Yeah, I couldn't make this shit clearer
He stare at a bitch when he look in the mirror
She ride on the dick like a bike
If I paint this shit red, oh my God, it's gon' look like Akira
Thirty-thousand on the diamonds
You point the flash at this, the colors will make it look queer
My steppers, they walk in Miharas
My bitch rock Balenci', this money got plenty to share
MLK died for this, take black diamonds, I mix them shits with the Karens
She really value a rich nigga, word
If I tell her to change, she gon' switch her appearance
Okay, it's cool, it's up, take trips to the bank
His money low, he flyin' Spirit
He callin' on spirits to make this shit happen, I'm near it, yeah
I'm scoring eleven like Klay and I just went and poured up drank
Don't sip no green around me, I might fuck around and have to spit in yo' face, bitch
I just went up on niggas and they do not know what to say, yeah
I'm finishin' up my tape, this my sorry for the wait, yeah

[Bridge: Skreet 2x]
I can't say I'm sorry for pissin' on niggas, I'll put a lil' bitch in the grave
Like roll up a 'Wood on my way to the top and I took it all straight to the brain
I call up my momma and tell her I'm sorry for everything, I took the blame
Like I saw my old bitch and I know she shitty, just look what a nigga became

[Verse 2: Skreet 2x]
Like bitch, I made a lil' paper that's non-negotiable
Then muscle up and went to the bank, bitch, my receipt just read out motion
I had replaced my heart with hate because a bitch just left me broken
I do a bitch like figure eight just how I fuck and keep shit rollin'
Bitch, they say, "2x, you the chosen one," I'm knowing
Say I like hoes that keep shit quiet, no commotion
Just touched a million did that shit with no promotion
I called my momma when I hit it said I'm chosen
And bitch, I flooded out my teeth
Then I went and got a crib
I did that shit because I'm Skreet, a nigga couldn't wear my bib
Like nigga, run up and get zipped
Like nigga, pull up and get clipped
Like nigga, get up out my Jif
My nigga Fetty out yo' script

[Outro: Skreet 2x]
And they say, "2x, you the chosen one," I'm knowing
Say I buy pistols when I get in my emotions
And I bought diamonds 'cause a bitch had left me broken
What's left unsaid is understood, shit go unspoken
Bitch, I make music just to drown out all commotion
And they say, "2x, you—" Y’all get the notion