Lyricist : Jordan Ortiz

Composer : Jordan Ortiz

Skrt

Woah, woah, woah (Let's go)

Rio

Huh, huh (Ho)

Huh, huh (Let's go)

Yeah, ride in the Scat Pack (Skrt)

Switch it up, I want a Hellcat (Switch it up)

Bruce Wayne, color is matte black (Bruce)

These bitches be snake, slatt, slatt (Slatt)

The fit is too clean, can't match that (Clean)

I talk to your biatch, mac, mac (Ooh)

She lookin' real good, snack, snack (Damn)

And they don't want no smoke, so back back (Back, back)

Yeah, got a runnin' some niggas, they come by the dozen

She told me up and I smashed on her cousin

Thick little biatch, that's a whole lot of lovin'

I fooked that biatch once and she just fell in lovin'

Yeah, she gon' ride on this shit like she ridin' the bus and

Your girl lookin' dusty, I told her she must hit

Lil' baby so hot, she look just like an oven

Please don't talk to me, I told her just suck it (Woo)

Said she love me, whatever that mean (Woah)

Hmm, come here and sucky, sucky (Suck)

Zendaya the face, Serena the waist (Shees)

Hmm, yeah, I'm lucky, lucky

That's a bad biatch right there (Bad)

Huh, might need to fooky, fooky

Told her only one night (Ooh)

Won't allow, had to ducky, ducky

Hit a move on that biatch (Hit a move)

Something like a dougie (Uh)

Stackin' all of my chips (Chips, chips)

You can't take 'em from me (No)

But I had way too much dip (Woah)

Hmm, watch all my drip like this (Drip)

Gettin' my cash deposits (Get it, yeah)

I could take care of your biatch, oh (Uh-huh)

Yeah, ride in the Scat Pack (Skrt)

Switch it up, I want a Hellcat (What)

Bruce Wayne, color is matte black (Bruce)

These bitches be snake, slatt, slatt (Slatt, slatt)

The fit is too clean, can't match that (Woo)

I talk to your biatch, mac, mac (Uh-huh)

She lookin' real good, snack, snack (Good)

And they don't want no smoke, so back back (Back, back)

What

Slatt

1800 ****

Okay