Jack Goff - Microwaved Skittles (feat. 36 Monk) Lyrics

I drop 60 a meal on a fettuccine and veal
Catch you slippin' banana peel
And my 20's is extra real
Bumass niggas ready to steal
Wheres your phone i left it at home
OCB i grew up alone
All my lyrics come off the dome
All these verses written in stone
All my bracelets shiny and chrome
Tell ya mama leave me alone
Tell ya grandma leave me alone
Im just vibing, in my zone
Girl don't leave me all alone
She want pp' we go home
I got clear face no Capone
I mean, Pachino, casino is where Im winnin'
I'm wearing all white, blue linens
In the summer time
Summer ryhmes
But its winter time
I be on my grind
I can't even lie
Hold on
I be on my grind
Shawty how u feel
Im just tryna' keep it real
I aint tryna' rob and steal
Im just tryna' get this, hold on
See you later
No bye, No aloha
No bye, No aloha
I told her bye
She saying haha
I told her back, she like
Nada!
She wanna rock the fancy shit like Prada
I told her
I can't afford that
Yeah
Me can't afford that
So for now baby
Aloha!