Take A Step Back – XXXTENTACION ft. Ski Mask the Slump God

Yeah baby
Uh Members Only, baby
I’m with Ryan Santan in the motherfuckin’ booth yeah baby
I got blood on my boots, baby
Yeah, baby
Yeah baby, throw that ass back on a tricycle, baby!
YEAH!

[Hook: XXXTENTACION]
Fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up
Fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, Yeah
You done fuc*** up, you done fuc*** up
You done fuc*** up, you done fuc*** up
Fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up
Fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, Yeah
You done fuc*** up, you done fuc*** up
You done fuc*** up, you done fuc*** up

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
George W. Bush right on her pu***, yeah
Yeah, Curious George ni*** looking boy, you so pu*** yeah
Yeah, hit my line for the ni*** dick, check my twitter yeah
Yeah, they call me young dagger dick, that’s my handle yeah
Yeah
She grab on my dick like a handle, hey
Lil bitch, I got on Jesus sandals, hey
X is an animal; mammal, hey
Lil bitch got the back of a camel
Pussy boy you look like a random
Pussy boy you look like a Daniel
Bitch I’m known to get ghost, Danny Phantom
And if you throwing, through the pu*** throw a tantrum, woah

[Hook: $ki Mask the $lump God (x2)]
Aye, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, who, hey
Fuc*** up, fuc*** up, fuc*** up, you, hey
Pussy ni*** know he done fuc*** up
Lame ni*** better know his luck up
Pussy ni*** know he fuc*** up
Lame ni*** better know his luck up

[Verse 2: $ki Mask the $lump God]
Like it’s Noah’s Ark, that pu*** wet, no water-park
She said drop that meat in me just like a shopping cart
Told me “Head straight to the back” just like I’m Rosa Parks
Walked up in the bank with pack that smell like donkey fart
Moose game poison dagger aye
F*** my conscience, I’ll stab ya
Ask that hoe what’s vrackin
Slide up on a ni*** like a care package
Bare in that pu***, like Smokey
Chain swing like rodeo ropy
Diamonds so wet that they soapy
Watch them mingle like they do the hokey-pokey
Aye yo’ color diamonds humpty dumpty horror story
Feel like Dexter, got double-D’s in my laboratory
Eat it with the sweet-sour sauce like six-piece sauce
Freedom; F*** the cops, free Keke
Wreck a pu*** ni***, come see me uh
Make him say goodbye like a Ouija