Skeamz - Forget lyrics

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Skeamz - Forget lyrics

Turn up and forget bout what I'm goin through (Up up up yup) Never let these f**in haters own you (f** these haters x3) Imma have do it on my own too (Yup yup yup what) b**h What I gon do, b**h what I'm gon do (Grind x4) Verse 1 Threw up now I'm feeling better (yeah), woke up time to get this cheddar (Early birds) Pupils dilate and redder (Faded), f**ed her yeah I think I met her (thought so) Take her and call her bad trip (lost), this pill you need to have it (yup) Back it up like it's traffic (hold up), do you like it's a habbit (savage) She ride Jessica rabbit (Hugh Hef), you shook don't want no static (oh nah) Out my mind and escape it (been out), Mix girls so I mixtape it (yes lord) Laced blunt I'm bout to face it (you know), No problems we erased it (gone) I'm frozen and what days which (froze) No stress up in the my spaceship Hook Turn up and forget bout what I'm goin through (Up up up yup) Never let these f**in haters own you (f** these haters x3) Imma have do it on my own too (Yup yup yup what) b**h What I gon do, b**h what I'm gon do (Grind x4) Verse 2 Speak no evil bite the tongue and Wouldn't see evil if demons were summoned Mixing the gin wit the remy and rum and keep it 100, fake we be shunning Swing for the fences home runnin no bunting We up to something, you see we jumpin' Shots at the club like they sneaking the pumps in Bring it back like that honey refunding Can't remember right now, buy the next round Something that's brown, think I might drown Ass up face down how does that sound Spacebound Float around it's a ghost town How we blow the loud need a whole pound Dogs don't play around they some hell hounds Coming down to the ground we ain't allowed Wow know there's a crowd by the Lux Lounge Bet my audience to high for this Slow it down a beast no hiding it Second verse is for the with the sh**s Fly like birds cause you know mine is flipped She in shape and it shows Loves Ben Frank and cake up her nose Fit into thoses to take off ya clothes Coleco Hypno or Merlot Just how it goes when you all on my mattress Ashing toxic and gaseous Her a** fat as my Zigzag is Lost in habbits, d** of the lavish Hook Turn up and forget bout what I'm goin through (Up up up yup) Never let these f**in haters own you (f** these haters x3) Imma have do it on my own too (Yup yup yup what) b**h What I gon do, b**h what I'm gon do (Grind x4)