[Intro: Skewhooa]
Yeah
Uh-huh, stu'
We're litty in here, hah
[Refrain: Skewhooa]
Okay, chopper, Megaman, gonna' blast this up
Leave him lacking, let the Ambulance pick him up
Skew, what you doing wit' the Sip It Up? (Yeah)
Uh, chopper, Megaman, gonna' blast this up
Leave him lacking, let the Ambulance pick him up
Skew, what you doing wit' the Sip It Up? (Yeah)
[Chorus: Skewhooa]
More bands, over fakes (Uh)
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, more bands (Over fakes)
Morе bands, over fakes
More bands, ovеr fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes (Uh)
[Post-Chorus: Skewhooa]
I do this shit way too easy (Uh-huh)
Get yo' bitch more wetter like Fiji (Uh-huh)
Death cup in my hands, I feel dizzy (Uh-uh)
Don't vent out 'cause I don't wanna' be so needy (Uh-huh)
[Verse 1: Skewhooa]
Don't vent out 'cause I don't wanna' be so needy
Playin' games wit' Es, especially that one who got speedy
Writing too many songs, am I really that crazy?
Did 10 songs that one time, I really didn't get sleepy (Uh)
I come from Skew's World, guess I'm a Martian
The greens incoming like I'm a sergeant
He sent them threats at me, bet yo' ass pardon?
Why sending them threats when you couldn't run up, shaking in-person
Just shut the fuck up, you have a tongue of a serpent
You're jealous of my bread, the greens I been farming (Uh-huh)
Rockin' wit' the Ricks but I spent another 5K
I feel like I'm Santa now, but that Lamb' is my sleigh
Blue bands made my pants swollen, watch me flex up like lil' Tay
I sip way too much, feels like I won't see another day
Richness flowing inside of me, twist this shit up like a dreadlock
She's tryna' come back to me, bitch get blocked
I just spent some couple of bands on a new red-beam-Glock
This finna' be like a .40 talk
[Chorus: Skewhooa]
More bands, over fakes (Uh)
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, more bands (Over fakes)
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes (Uh)
[Verse 2: Izoji]
More bands, more bands, tired of the fakes
They stood on my life, I let them take over
Now they lookin' up, see me cruising in this rover
Tommy Gun for testing, no need to worry about what I'm finna' do wit' it
All these fakers I'm besting, so you know I'm a king wit' it
Got a Glock with a clip, this cup I take a sip
Inflate his skull, make it bloated like a blimp
They all called me a wimp, so I broke their skeleton
Shorten his lifespan, I'll make the world know I'm genuine
They be on that crack stuff, do you need some regimen?
More bands, no fakes, badlands, i do what it takes
Shook their bones, they felt it like an earthquake
Dash them across the globe, throw them in a lake
Choosing bands over fakes, bands over fakes
Got to the dash, never ever taking breaks
Bands over fakes, bands over fakes
[Chorus: Skewhooa]
More bands, over fakes (Uh)
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, more bands (Over fakes)
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes (Yeah)
More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes (Uh)
[Post-Chorus: Skewhooa]
I do this shit way too easy (Uh-huh)
Get yo' bitch more wetter like Fiji (Uh-huh)
Death cup in my hands, I feel dizzy (Uh-uh)
Don't vent out 'cause I don't wanna' be so needy (Uh-huh)
[Outro: Skewhooa]
(More bands, over fakes
More bands, over fakes
More bands, more bands)
Uh, uh, uh
