Edward Skeletrix Scratch His Face Up Basquiat Lyrics

[Chorus]
Scratch his face up (Hello), Basquiat
They want me to give a f*ck (Yeah, how are you?), I'd rather die (Yeah)
I might tell a joke (I'm good, how are you?), but I won't tell a lie (Yeah)
And these boys [?], the hell [?] (And these boys [?], the hell [?]; Yeah)

[Verse]
You don't know how I feel (I'm good, how are you?), get out (Get out)
Harmony Korine, he lost the plot (I'm good, how are you?), boy (Oh yeah)
I'm like, "f*ck them," (I'm not feeling too good, are you?) need a sextoy (Yeah)
When they fall off they go to plaqueboy' (I'm feeling good, and you?; Yeah)
Really schizophrenic, man, I'm paranoid (I'm feeling good, and you?; Scratch his face up)
(I'm not good) Scratch his face up (I'm not good), Basquiat (Scratch his face up)
Nigga, I scratch his face up, uh (I'm not good), yeah (Scratch his face up; Hahahahaha)
Motherf*ckin' awesome (Ah yeah)
Put his heart on his sleeve (I got the new drip), what it cost him? (Yeah)
Put his heart on his sleeve (Niggas' on new drip), what it cost him? (Yeah)
Comme des Garçons, f*ck the fashion, the models (Yeah)
So many drugs right here, ayy (I'm f*cking the models), let me top them
I'm a lonely bitch 'til the sun down (I'm f*cking the models; Yeah)
Baby, don't be scared, let's have fun now (I'm good, okay)
Red all in my seat, bloodbath (Yeah)
I'm like, "f*ck them," (I don't f*ck with them) by my lonely (I don't f*ck with them) Nigga, shut up, you don't know me (Yeah)
I don't f*ck with them (Are you okay?), not my homie (Yeah)
They wanna f*ck with me, no Diddy (Yeah)
Talking 'bout, "Real biz'," (Are you okay?) nigga in New York City (Yeah)
I'm not Yachty, you're not Carti, you're in my city (Yeah; I'm not okay)
[Bridge]
Got a bad bitch right on Rodeo, yeah, yeah
Got a bad bitch right on Rodeo, yeah, yeah
Scratch his face up, Basquiat (You good?)
Y'all boys don't want no end now
Skeletrix, Basquiat (You good?)
Go to hell, then I'll rez ya
Got a bad bitch right on Rodeo, yeah, yeah
Got a bad bitch right on Rodeo, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Scratch his face up (Hello), Basquiat
They want me to give a f*ck (Yeah, how are you?), I'd rather die (Yeah)
I might tell a joke (I'm good, how are you?), but I won't tell a lie (Yeah)
And these boys [?], the hell [?] (And these boys [?], the hell [?]; Yeah)

[Outro]
Man, f*ck this rap shit, uh, yeah
Got a bad bitch right on Rodeo (I'm good, how are you?), yeah
Got a bad bitch right on Rodeo (I'm not feeling too good, are you?)
(I'm feeling good, and you?) Yeah
(I'm feeling good, and you?) Scratch his face up
(I'm not good, I'm not good) Scratch his face up
(I'm not good) Scratch his face up