Sk8

You ain't never been to Skatetowne

On Old National, you know it go down

Kilo Ali flow, look, uh (I got, I got)

Niggas from the Eastside on a Friday night, met a bunch of hos at the Golden Glide

Smokin' and rollin', the lows and highs, me and all the bros in a stolen ride like, huh (I got, I got)

Man, they shootin' outside, so I'm stayin' this side, shawty, you and I vibe

Take a few shots like 2Pac, I seen a bunch of mean guys in a bandana tie (I got, I got)

Throwin' up the Westside, givin' side-eyes, ain't nobody that I really recognize

I ain't surprised niggas'll ride to kill a vibe, pride, be the reason you die tryna feel alive (I got, I got)

But I'm incentivized by a dime that's thick in her thighs, grippin' on her ass like I'm pickin' a prize

Then hit the crib where the weed and the liquor collide

But really ain't trippin', we can kick it and ride through the, yeah, uh, shit

Eastside, Eastside (ay, we just pulled up to Moreland, bro, where you at?)

Westside, Westside (West End, was hannin? Old Nat')

Southside, Southside (Southside, Clayco, nigga, you know what's up)

Northside, Northside (Zone 4, ah, damn, I only come up, nigga)

From the Zone 4, Campbellton Road (sss-ah), got cash to blow

Hollerin' at the hos, girl, you '90s fine, got me usin' my '90s eyes

She was choosin' in the parkin' lot, I was lookin' to keep my number locked

I'ma hit it on the couch at your mama house, ridin' 'round, bump it loud with the window down

Some of y'all done lost y'all mind, baby, let me see you pop that spine

I could see from the front and I knew at once, I was gon' have to walk back by (I got, I got)

From the SWATS, but I be on Old Nat', 'bout to pull up on my cousin on Rainbow Drive

Whip clean like the paint don't dry, where you from, nigga? Claim your side

Eastside, Eastside (ay, we just pulled up to Moreland, bro, where you at?)

Westside, Westside (West End, was hannin?)

Southside, Southside (Southside, Clayco, nigga, you know what's up)

Northside, Northside (ah, damn, I don't even come up this far, I got, I got)

Hit Cascade on a Sunday, say a parkin' lot prayer, no gun play

I ju' wanna kick back, relax, shawty booty poke into Monday (I got, I got)

Hop out the seat, slide, it's nice to meet you, green eyes

Let's take a lap, I'll bring you right back to your friends 'fore they start trippin'

As I bend, I see the niggas from the Glide with the golden teeth

I don't even know if they notice me, they don't even know that we way too deep (I got, I got)

I'm from the West and they from the East, in all-white tees, lookin' like sheep

I don't e'en wanna get blood on the sneaks, we throwin' up fours and ones and threes, they talmbout, uh

Westside, Westside (West End, was hannin?)

Eastside, Eastside (ay, we just pulled up to Moreland, bro, where you at?)

Southside, Southside (Southside, Clayco, sew that shit up)

Northside, Northside (I got, I got)

You ain't never been to Skatetowne

On Old National, you know it go down (I got, I got)

You ain't never been to Cascade

On the west side of MLK (I got, I got)

You ain't never been to Golden Glide, it's in the Dec'

You ain't never been to Sparkles, glidin' with your bae (I got, I got)

I ain't never been to Skate Zone 'cause it's out in Morrow

I'ma pack a car load, I'ma take the girls and me tomorrow (I got, I got)

Freaky-ass beat, yeah

Freaky-ass song, this a freaky-ass song, yeah

Freaky-ass song, on a freaky love song

This a beat-your-ass song, nigga, take your ass home (take it)