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Internet for this
There’s a skibidi in my bed,
Sigmas gooning in my head,
Thoughts bouncing like a ball,
Flexin’ on these babies, they misled.
Skibidi bop, yeah, we never stop,
Mind on the grind, till we hit the top.
Skibidi life, livin’ like we can’t flop,
Ballin’ out hard, we’ll never drop.
Got the crew rollin’, we wildin’, no dread,
Catch a vibe, feel the rhythm, get fed,
Cats flexin’ hard, stackin’ bread,
Poppin’ off like we livin’ instead.
Skibidi bop, yeah, we never stop,
Mind on the grind, till we hit the top.
Thug life, livin’ like we can’t flop,
Ballin’ out hard, we’ll never drop.
Got a vibe so sick, you can’t comprehend,
Turn it up loud, let this beat transcend.
Skibidi in my soul, it don’t pretend,
Live like a beast, we don’t need to blend.
iPad kids on my line, wanna know what I said,
I’m a king, motherfucker, never misled.
Gooning’ with the sigmas, we blazing ahead,
Thoughts so explosive, like a skibidi spread.
Skibidi bop, yeah, we never stop,
Mind on the grind, till we hit the top.
Thug life, livin’ like we can’t flop,
Ballin’ out hard, we’ll never drop.
So if you feel the rhythm, let it tread,
Join the madness, keep it fed.
Skibidi in your mind, don’t be dead,
Ride this wave, chase the dread!
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