Lyrics of 'Skyfall' by Cris Strife

Put it in her face to show that bitch just how I'm cummin (coming)
I was sleepin on the floor and eatin crumbs up out the oven
We still broker den a bitch but now my spirit up and up and runnin

We still
Packing up like we was movin for nothin
Still actin up like they ain’t knew we was comin
Still flexin tough because it ain’t enough
To stand strong in this bitch I'm forever gon run it

Runnin up the check just like a marathon
I'm runnin up my shit until I blow up like the fuckin Boston marathon
Cause bitch I'm in my bag just like a terrorist
You mentionin my name we pressin heat up heat yo body like you flareon

Just becausе I'm referencing a Pokémon
Don’t think that I'm just playin wit you coi I'm ciccin cacc so pussy carry on
Bitch I'm only 16 showing up da grown ups
Lil boi you think it’s sweet gеt turnt into a donut

Huh cause mama Always said I had an old soul
Never one fore kiddin round trynn kick it wit the grown folks
Learned my abcs and started doin numbers solo
1 2 3 and then I'm bouncin with the 44

Cross em out up on his face he thinkin he was chrollo
Put em on a shirt like we trynna do some promo
Atrapar cuerpos como una gimnasta
Choppa to his matta body count ocho

El que la hace la paga
What goes around comes around like it’s samsara
You thick and you dense but ain’t shit on yo māthā
I make yo bitch spin on my dick like bachata

El que la hace la paga
What goes around comes around like it’s samsara
You thick and you dense but ain’t shit on yo māthā
Boi at yo muhfuckin throat like corbata

Times up, messed up, you can never get it back
Burn a bridge, hold a grudge, now I got a new attack
Fye fye pigs get no mercy
You killing some kids so you'd figure it hurt me

Don't claim to be tough but might lose it and snap
And seeing the news they don't know how to act
But that's nothing new, we'll get a clue
We ain't the same, be the judge of what's true

I'm finding a balance I come with a callous
I'm steady with paper that hoe get allowance
I'm passing and killing the opps on the way
If they takin my life I might die and say yay

NY'Geal immaculate, that treesh wanna smack on it
She gonna kneel like she hitting the Kaepernick
I'ma one tap with it, no one adapted it
Rounding the track to the point that I'm lapping it

Sonic can't catch me and you cannot either
You not on my pace you just hot, I'm a fever
The way they be actin they think that I be
But she got her man, but she say I'm a keeper

And I know watchu thinking, (what) you seeing is rare
So why is you acting like you can compare
I been lacking revenge but my presence do flair
And I drip from the soul, to the heart, till its fair

And I curse like a victim you never gon find
And you never gon grow cause your brain is too grimey
So I'ma get me that money but I ain't gon flex
I've been down for too long ETS I'm investing

And whenever I'm talking you getting impressed
And I'm far from the finish I'm coming for necks