Pet - Skrrt Lyrics

Yo, it's your boy, Pet
P-E-T up in this bitch
Yo, ayy
4:34pm, November 27, 2017

I'm f*cking ready! Yo, yo

I skrrt skrrt and I skeet skeet
On this beat, bitch, come suck my D please
Bitches look at me like I'm Meeseeks
Yo, f*ck your Timbs I got Yeezys
Now hold up, wait, this shit's too easy
I just sold your girl my damn CD
While she's getting down on both knees
Telling me that she's ready to fulfill those needs

Now listen here homie
She lowkey wanna show me how she'd blow me
From the front row seat of my concert
Bitch I got the cock of a f*cking monster
Still got Fatal Grips as my one and only sponsor
Haters suck my dick cause I'm only gonna prosper

Yo
I'm ready to spit more verses than a gospel
Make this flow more magical than a Wanda with her Cosmo
It's Fairly Odd though
No need to pause though
We're seeking to reach our peak all the way onto the top bro

I stand macho
Bitch call me cheese because I'm nachos
Ditch your ass once I make you swallow
Hope you follow my directions
I need your attention, I got this erection
And I need you to lead it towards either direction
Cause my dong is so long, bitch you'd think it's a weapon
Because I'm getting the impression you wanting my perfection
And I'm guessing your man ain't really gonna like this
But neither of us don't think he'd really wanna fight this
Even though he know we ain't got no protection
So I guess we're gonna be going all night bitch

Now look
I'm not interested in this sex shit
Or I'm gonna be the next hit
I'm already bigger than Texas
Only here to eat these beats like breakfast
Hope you get this
This is my Genesis
Like Sega, I need to wake up
I should make up like my last break up
While I rake up all the green
And I don't need to slip lean or smoke weed
That's f*cked bitch I'm only 16

I skrrt and I skeet, I'm a rap man
I lurk and I creep like I'm Batman
Eating this beat like I'm Pacman
And I'm packing some heat like a frying pan

I'll never be tired
I'm intelligently wired
Keep rolling like tire
Bitch I'll never be retired
Killing like I'm Michael Myers
Pulling through like some pliers
About to pass out like some flyers
Can't put me out bitch I'm on fire

Yo!
Pa pap, pap pap
I'm never doing that "Pa" thing again, f*ck
Aye, yo!
Yo, Use Code "PET", bitch