Sneakin'

Trill
Yeah
Yeah

Bitch, it's 2018 and I'm still standin'
But I gotta thank God, this was Gods plannin'
Yeah, I always stand out
Bitch, I'm outstandin'
Laugh now, cry later and you just landed
Different city, different state, another show sold out
Talkin' shit behind my back
You better shut yo' mouth
Put the 9 to his chest, Rondo at point
Stupid niggas gon' die tryna prove a point
First I roll up, smoke a nigga like a smoke a joint
And all my niggas felons so it's free Tay-K
I ain't have to do the race because I beat my case

Shoot a nigga in his face and put him in his place, yeah

I know that I'm going straight to Hell
I ain't braggin' neither, this ain't show and tell
Glock 30, that'll make his face swell
If I somehow die today, pray my momma wish me well, yeah
I was never one for sneak dissin'
R. Kelly, pissin' on the opposition
If he talkin' down, he go missin'
If he talkin' down, he go missin'
I was never one for sneak dissin'
R. Kelly, pissin' on the opposition

If he talkin' down, he go missin'
If he talkin' down

Yeah, If he talkin' down you gon' miss him
Call me salsa verde 'cause I'm on a money mission
All I see is green like I'm playing for the Celtics
400 unread texts, no I don't answer my cell bitch
No PnB but I swear to God I'm selfish
My money goes long, yours is looking kinda elfish
I think of myself high, king like, call me Elvis
Mani Dollaz Apple-like, you're looking like a Dell bitch
That's why ya shawty tryna say hello, that's Adele bitch
Yeah, she let me in them guts like a pumpkin
She treat you like a dummy on the low, that's a bumpkin
Freak hoe shawty, yea she twerk for me on Snapchat
Since I signed a deal, they been on me like a backpack
But like I did my deal, I did your hoe, bet I dropped that
Tryna be like me but you ain't got that
Flow is tighter than a rope, where the knots at
Yeah, I'm hot, trending topic
Where the goths at
Young Thug it ain't about the money, I don't want it
Anything I want, bet I own it
If I don't, imma get it
'Cause that's just how I do
Like DC, I'm with da crew
Got amnesia who are you?
We ain't tight just like loose screws
Like Big Sean I'm makin' moves
So get the hell up out my way
I ain't got no time for games
If you thought that I was joking, they gone find you in a ditch
Bruh I heard the moneys calling, why my fingers got an itch
Got me feeling like Kim Possible

I answer. What's the sitch?
You can try me on an off day but 'round here they don't exist
So I'm always gone be grinding 'til a nigga filthy rich, yeah

Bitches show me love, I'm the GOAT
And they love sniffin' coke
I ain't fuckin' with America, I get it off the boat
If you see a nigga hatin' know he hatin' 'cause he broke
I be focused on the money 'cause these bitches come and go
I just bought my mom a house right on the beach
I know lots of things the system doesn't teach
Glock 30 and the shits within reach
I'm only reachin' for it if you disturbin' the peace
Money callin', got my phone on vibrate

Thats yo girl, why she all in my face?
Tellin' me she wanna go to my place
She gon' bring a couple friends
Shoot a film in one take, Yeah

I know that I'm going straight to Hell
I ain't braggin' neither, this ain't show and tell
Glock 30, that'll make his face swell
If I somehow die today, pray my momma wish me well, yeah
I was never one for sneak dissin'
R. Kelly, pissin' on the opposition
If he talkin' down, he go missin'
If he talkin' down, he go missin'
I was never one for sneak dissin'
R. Kelly, pissin' on the opposition
If he talkin' down, he go missin'
If he talkin' down



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Writer(s): London Tyler Holmes, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Aubrey Drake Graham, Arsenio Umberto Archer
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