Gremski
(Amario)
On Skis
I ain't tryna give a glimpse, I don't need for them to know me
Is this shit worth it at the end when you lonely
I guess it all really just depends on the moment
And I got a question for my friends and my homies
Is you really down for the new or you want old me
Is you here for that accountability to hold me
Can you give me criticism, now just try to hoe me
I done settled down on the hoes, that's called growing
I done went to sleep, I pour some THC in a berry potion
I done put the Skis in the lane because that shit was just very open
Ski
I'm a cool nigga, take a mushroom just to cope shit
I just made some money at the crib on some remote shit
I just zoned out on this hoe because I miss my old bitch
Cruising on the street, nah, I'm driving like the road slick
I miss you girl, if you ain't knew, I know you know this
Earrings always doing too much, I know you always notice
Them bitches dancing, they say five, six, seven, eight
I ain't had sex in like two months, but I just got an offer to have a five-some with a five, six, seven, and an eight
It sounds tempting, don't it, but I'm straight
I wanted my cake and eat it too, but she ain't finna bake
I rolled up some cake, nothing less than two, but this a different taste
If you wanna change, you gotta get up, you can't just sit in place
I want me and her to work out, yeah, let's do it, sit up and chin up, aye
I want niggas to know how to play their role to get some pape
I want everybody to be Ski, but same time, I won't let them in
How the f*ck you calling shots and without any pape
And how the f*ck you throw your L's, but you won't wait on wins
How you trying to rush the grind, nigga, you ain't wait
About to do a hard reset and come clean slate
This lil' bitch just wanna f*ck, nigga, we ain't date
And gave this bitch a hard pass, turned T-Brady
Mimosa gave me a lazy eye, MC Grady
Talking to myself, saying he need patience
I'd get this shorty pregnant and say keep baby
Looking in the mirror again, with hunnids said he made it
But a nigga feel empty inside, it's like he vacant
Bitch wanted to slide, and bestie lied and said he taken
How the f*ck a nigga say that he Skier without me sanctioning
Me and Skiers doing the 6L relay, they got me anchoring
This shit off the dome, no teleprompt' read, like he anchorman
If I reach up my hand for 6L slap, that's like me thanking you
Judge put bro over his knee, it's like he spanking him
Judge gave my bro the key, even though he changing him
They locked the course
I remember I was young, I got Buscemis' with the locks, of course
Niggas turn to Dora, in the bush be exploring (Pr-pr)
Knock him out his boots
Damn, knock her out her boots
Niggas crash dummies, I jump out get my parachute
Big money, so big jeans like Yachty, so I take care of boo
That nigga never did shit the right way, he went through every loop
Did some ho shit, they added the icing and the cherry too
Jay Gremlin - WHERE I WENT WRONG Lyrics
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Gremski
(Amario)
On Skis
I ain't tryna give a glimpse, I don't need for them to know me
Is this shit worth it at the end when you lonely
I guess it all really just depends on the moment
And I got a question for my friends and my homies
Is you really down for the new or you want old me
Is you here for that accountability to hold me
Can you give me criticism, now just try to hoe me
I done settled down on the hoes, that's called growing
I done went to sleep, I pour some THC in a berry potion
I done put the Skis in the lane because that shit was just very open
Ski
I'm a cool nigga, take a mushroom just to cope shit
I just made some money at the crib on some remote shit
I just zoned out on this hoe because I miss my old bitch
Cruising on the street, nah, I'm driving like the road slick
I miss you girl, if you ain't knew, I know you know this
Earrings always doing too much, I know you always notice
Them bitches dancing, they say five, six, seven, eight
I ain't had sex in like two months, but I just got an offer to have a five-some with a five, six, seven, and an eight
It sounds tempting, don't it, but I'm straight
I wanted my cake and eat it too, but she ain't finna bake
I rolled up some cake, nothing less than two, but this a different taste
If you wanna change, you gotta get up, you can't just sit in place
I want me and her to work out, yeah, let's do it, sit up and chin up, aye
I want niggas to know how to play their role to get some pape
I want everybody to be Ski, but same time, I won't let them in
How the f*ck you calling shots and without any pape
And how the f*ck you throw your L's, but you won't wait on wins
How you trying to rush the grind, nigga, you ain't wait
About to do a hard reset and come clean slate
This lil' bitch just wanna f*ck, nigga, we ain't date
And gave this bitch a hard pass, turned T-Brady
Mimosa gave me a lazy eye, MC Grady
Talking to myself, saying he need patience
I'd get this shorty pregnant and say keep baby
Looking in the mirror again, with hunnids said he made it
But a nigga feel empty inside, it's like he vacant
Bitch wanted to slide, and bestie lied and said he taken
How the f*ck a nigga say that he Skier without me sanctioning
Me and Skiers doing the 6L relay, they got me anchoring
This shit off the dome, no teleprompt' read, like he anchorman
If I reach up my hand for 6L slap, that's like me thanking you
Judge put bro over his knee, it's like he spanking him
Judge gave my bro the key, even though he changing him
They locked the course
I remember I was young, I got Buscemis' with the locks, of course
Niggas turn to Dora, in the bush be exploring (Pr-pr)
Knock him out his boots
Damn, knock her out her boots
Niggas crash dummies, I jump out get my parachute
Big money, so big jeans like Yachty, so I take care of boo
That nigga never did shit the right way, he went through every loop
Did some ho shit, they added the icing and the cherry too
(Amario)
On Skis
I ain't tryna give a glimpse, I don't need for them to know me
Is this shit worth it at the end when you lonely
I guess it all really just depends on the moment
And I got a question for my friends and my homies
Is you really down for the new or you want old me
Is you here for that accountability to hold me
Can you give me criticism, now just try to hoe me
I done settled down on the hoes, that's called growing
I done went to sleep, I pour some THC in a berry potion
I done put the Skis in the lane because that shit was just very open
Ski
I'm a cool nigga, take a mushroom just to cope shit
I just made some money at the crib on some remote shit
I just zoned out on this hoe because I miss my old bitch
Cruising on the street, nah, I'm driving like the road slick
I miss you girl, if you ain't knew, I know you know this
Earrings always doing too much, I know you always notice
Them bitches dancing, they say five, six, seven, eight
I ain't had sex in like two months, but I just got an offer to have a five-some with a five, six, seven, and an eight
It sounds tempting, don't it, but I'm straight
I wanted my cake and eat it too, but she ain't finna bake
I rolled up some cake, nothing less than two, but this a different taste
If you wanna change, you gotta get up, you can't just sit in place
I want me and her to work out, yeah, let's do it, sit up and chin up, aye
I want niggas to know how to play their role to get some pape
I want everybody to be Ski, but same time, I won't let them in
How the f*ck you calling shots and without any pape
And how the f*ck you throw your L's, but you won't wait on wins
How you trying to rush the grind, nigga, you ain't wait
About to do a hard reset and come clean slate
This lil' bitch just wanna f*ck, nigga, we ain't date
And gave this bitch a hard pass, turned T-Brady
Mimosa gave me a lazy eye, MC Grady
Talking to myself, saying he need patience
I'd get this shorty pregnant and say keep baby
Looking in the mirror again, with hunnids said he made it
But a nigga feel empty inside, it's like he vacant
Bitch wanted to slide, and bestie lied and said he taken
How the f*ck a nigga say that he Skier without me sanctioning
Me and Skiers doing the 6L relay, they got me anchoring
This shit off the dome, no teleprompt' read, like he anchorman
If I reach up my hand for 6L slap, that's like me thanking you
Judge put bro over his knee, it's like he spanking him
Judge gave my bro the key, even though he changing him
They locked the course
I remember I was young, I got Buscemis' with the locks, of course
Niggas turn to Dora, in the bush be exploring (Pr-pr)
Knock him out his boots
Damn, knock her out her boots
Niggas crash dummies, I jump out get my parachute
Big money, so big jeans like Yachty, so I take care of boo
That nigga never did shit the right way, he went through every loop
Did some ho shit, they added the icing and the cherry too
Writer: Jay Gremlin
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