She's a skonka

Intro

Mm

A better one

Yeah

Verse 1

She roll up in the spot with the tats on

Back pockets stretched way past the norm

I'm posted by the bar just mindin' my own

She slide through the crowd and she lock the zone

Talkin' bout my chain talkin' bout my whip

But she movin' with a confidence she a trip

Pre-Chorus

Now she grabbin' at my arm like we already tight

This hoe a different type of strife in my life

Chorus

I ain't got time for the hoe's in my lane

I pull strings heavy like a freight train

I keep it real but I keep my space

Whole crew know not to play that game

Hoe's in my lane

So I switch lanes

Post-Chorus

Skonka she's a

Skonka, she's a

Verse 2

She askin' for my number on the low

Talkin' 'bout the life that we could grow

No respect fo a bitch, she wanna bone

But I ain't lookin' for a hoe at home

She say come through the crib I say whoa

I ain't ready for that skonka , hell no

Pre-Chorus

Now she giving dome , she already know

This hoe a different type of skonka

Chorus

I ain't got time for a Skonka in my lane

I pull strings heavy like a freight train

I keep it real but I keep my space

Whole crew know not to play that game

Skonka in my lane

Skonka in my lane

Post-Chorus

Skonka, she's a

Skonka, she's a

Chorus

I ain't got time for Skonka in my lane

I pull strings heavy like a freight train

I keep it real but I keep my space

Whole crew know not to play that game

Skonka in my lane

Stay out my lane

Outro

Yeah

Peen che Skonka

Mm