SKLUB
Intro
OhOoh-ah (Ooh)Do I gotta tell you again? Yeah (H-h-hey, s-s-s—)Chorus
Don't gotta tell you again, huhDon’t gotta tell you again, uh (Yeah)Took shit straight out the pan, uhGlock switch, fuck all them bands, uh (Yeah)Bitch, I'ma count up my bands, uhI'ma unbuckle my pants, haI’m 'bout to fuck up the game, 'bout to do it again for the fiftieth time, huhUh, new money, new money, you don't got no money, no moneyI got the Urus, the bitch out the back, had to flex up again, 'bout to do it again to 'em (Skrrt)I got the devil talkin' to me (Ack)I got them demons hangin' with me (Yeah)You think that you could do better than me? Lil’ bitch, you far from the kid (Yeah)Yeah, far from the kid, yeah, far from the Earth (Oh)Verse
Diamonds on my fuckin’ face, bitch, diamonds on my turf (Yeah)All my jewelry cost me a mill', yeah, show you what it’s worth (Yeah)Hublot, Richard Mill', yeah, I'm still pourin' dirt (Dirt)I’m still pill poppin', still pill poppin', still rockin' Vir' (Hello)Made ten M's in a month, bitch, I had to push (Yes)Diamonds on my crib, diamonds on my bitch, diamonds on my Porsche (Yes)Had to build it up, I had to drive it, had to pull the horses (Woah-ah)Bitch, I got a lot of money, got a lot of fame, got a lot of endorsementsAll my demons call me, it's Satan Club, pull up and the doors locked (Woah-ah)Came up with this shit, yeah, I done came up with that language (Ah)I'm smellin' the motherfuckin' cap from a mile away, I upgraded the fragrance (Woo)These motherfuckers really some lames, they jackin' my stir, tryna see if they ballI know that they never could it, they really some dick suckers and they all (Uh-uh)I pulled up Toronto, I hit up my show and I hit up Europe for the ballI pulled out two mill' in the middle of my bank and them motherfuckers droppin' they jaw (Huh)I knew that they never could it 'cause motherfuckers lame, them motherfuckers lostI pulled up inside of the tank, the motherfucker bang, the motherfucker roars (Yeah)I pulled up, I'm sippin' on drank, I look at my Hublot, I feel like a bossI'm talkin' 'bout all that hatin', them motherfuckers lame, them motherfuckers daustI pull up and switch they side, I pull up and switch they socket acrossFuck what you said, you a lil' itty bitch, you reply to your motherfuckin' bossI don't reply to nobody, no bitch, no motherfuckin' gnat, no hoAnd I got diamonds all over my body that cover my head to my toe (Yeah)And fuck what you said, my demon luh told me "Yeah, I love my soul"Fuck what you said, you irrelevant, bitch, you done lost your rolePulled up inside that tank, pulled up inside that Ghost (Ooh-ooh)Fuck what you said, lil' bitch, yeah, I do what I say, what I do, what they don't (H-h-hey, s-s-s—)Chorus
Don't gotta tell you again, huhDon't gotta tell you again, uh (Yeah)Took shit straight out the pan, uhGlock switch, fuck all them bands, uh (Yeah)Bitch, I'ma count up my bands, uhI'ma unbuckle my pants, haI'm 'bout to fuck up the game, 'bout to do it again for the fiftieth time, huhUh, new money, new money, you don't got no money, no moneyI got the Urus, the bitch out the back, had to flex up again, 'bout to do it again to 'em (Skrrt)I got the devil talkin' to me (Ack)I got them demons hangin' with me (Yeah)You think that you could do better than me? Lil' bitch, you far from the kid (Yeah)Yeah, far from the kid, yeah, far from the Earth (Oh)What the song means
"SKLUB" is a boastful, aggressive track about wealth, status, and the dark persona the rapper has built for himself. It opens with a stripped-down, repetitive hook that tells listeners he doesn't need to keep proving himself, yet he keeps doing it anyway. The chorus rolls through lines about hustling, flashing luxury cars, and counting money, while the sense of menace grows with references to demons and the devil. The verse keeps piling on jewelry, cars, and expensive watches, then turns toward rivals and critics, dismissing them as weak and irrelevant.
The mood stays intense from start to finish, with little change in tone and an increasing feeling of excess. Each verse seems to escalate the flex, pushing the braggadocio further until the boasting starts to sound almost defensive. Repeated phrases work like a chant, so the song feels like a ritual of self-assertion rather than a story with a clear arc.
The key images carry most of the meaning. The demons and the devil suggest a deliberately villainous identity, presenting success as something that comes with a cost. Expensive cars, watches, and diamonds signal status, but the constant insistence on them also reads as an attempt to convince himself and others. Phrases like "far from the kid" and "far from the Earth" suggest he sees himself as having moved beyond ordinary life into a more extreme, detached existence.
Key phrases explained
- Took shit straight out the pan
- Got money fast from cooking product — Slang for making quick cash from drug-making, a gritty street image.
- Glock switch
- Illegal conversion device for a pistol — Refers to a gun modification, adding a menacing, criminal flavor.
- Satan Club
- Nickname for his dark crew or brand — Appears as a name tying him to his demonic image.
- smellin' the motherfuckin' cap
- Sensing lies or bluffing — "Cap" is slang for lies, so he claims he can spot fakes easily.
- Made ten M's in a month
- Made ten million in one month — "M" is slang for million, used to show off huge earnings.
Song info
- Release date
- 2026-10-23
- Album
- Luh Leakyz Vol. 1
- Written by
- Yeat, 730hahah, omgzanoza
- Produced by
- Yeat, 730hahah, omgzanoza
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