Snap
Let me get right to it
Brought that gas
I don't leak no fluid
Talk that jazz And I speak so fluent
Melt that beat Bitch I might fondue it
This is the difference
They'll be ight going fishing
Me I'm like Peter I'm piffin
High as a seagull an eagle a Griffin
Ain't nothing but legal I'm chiefing like Pat Mahomes
Now these niggas wanna tag along
Or they mad I'm on
Flow sick Call me Al Capone
I'mma wise guy
You a mai tai
Got drive And I spit like a drive by
In the winners circle giving high fives
Got a catch phrase and it's bye bye
To them low level
That's a no never
All my brothers on it they don't know better
Like Ough
My life sweet that's diabetes
Type two
Hallelujah they done found the ruler
In a deep sleep got me out the cooler
Now I coach niggas like I'm don Shula
You a post player you are not shooter
Pray you pipe down cause right now I don't know
Oh lord how he snap like that
In a jazz club niggas wouldn't snap like that
Go to work quick fast and he snap like that
Big cheese
Mouse trap yea snap like that
Larry go snap
I'mma snap right by back
Lion go pounce
I pounce like that
1 2 cross
Yeah bounce like that
We don't take no L's
We just bounce right back like
Got a brand new bitch
Hit it from the back give her brand new dick
I don't ever brag I just handle bizz
Jumping on the track with a young joe brizz
Let me grab the mic Ima talk my shit
I don't got a problem but you say you did
See em and I call em right out like this
Say you a man but you act like a kid
Cudi roll it up
Hands high hold em up
I take controla ya
Baby I want to hold a ya hand
I can't be your man
I hope you understand
Already got a plan
So shit fuck got and dayum
Woah woah I think I feel it now
Oh no them pics deleted now
I think he cheated now
She needs some pizza now
It's pleased to meet now
Can we get freaky now
Do you do you like this shit
Do you do you do like this shit
I knew you I knew you like this shit
I knew I knew you like this shit
Let me get back to it
This is my sermon I promise you this
Dish it to soco I got the assist
Them niggas loco I'm out in the sticks
I take the switch and I flip it They look at me different
I wake up like damn I'm the king
They done been cursing my name curse it again nigga it's starting to ring
I need the prize money
None of my guys funny
Chick got her eyes on me
I gotta slide dummy
Been on the rise tell me I'm not
Show me your circle I'll tell you a lot
Iarry cooking up beats in the wok
I just snap and leave em in shock
Shit hot Like Ya get me
Evidently
Make a b for my hood like a Bentley
I aint leaving till all of me empty
I could snap any minute don't tempt me yahh
Oh lord how he snap like that
In a jazz club niggas wouldn't snap like that
Go to work quick fast and he snap like that
Big cheese
Mouse trap yea snap like that
Larry go snap
I'mma snap right by back
Lion go pounce
I pounce like that
1 2 cross
Yeah bounce like that
We don't take no L's
We just bounce right back like
Oh lord don't let me snap on these haters
And, I know they all just mad that I made it
And I'm not even famous
And I'm not even famous
Don't leave my soul for the taking
We all know that you faking
Know that you faking
Know that you
Brought that gas
I don't leak no fluid
Talk that jazz And I speak so fluent
Melt that beat Bitch I might fondue it
This is the difference
They'll be ight going fishing
Me I'm like Peter I'm piffin
High as a seagull an eagle a Griffin
Ain't nothing but legal I'm chiefing like Pat Mahomes
Now these niggas wanna tag along
Or they mad I'm on
Flow sick Call me Al Capone
I'mma wise guy
You a mai tai
Got drive And I spit like a drive by
In the winners circle giving high fives
Got a catch phrase and it's bye bye
To them low level
That's a no never
All my brothers on it they don't know better
Like Ough
My life sweet that's diabetes
Type two
Hallelujah they done found the ruler
In a deep sleep got me out the cooler
Now I coach niggas like I'm don Shula
You a post player you are not shooter
Pray you pipe down cause right now I don't know
Oh lord how he snap like that
In a jazz club niggas wouldn't snap like that
Go to work quick fast and he snap like that
Big cheese
Mouse trap yea snap like that
Larry go snap
I'mma snap right by back
Lion go pounce
I pounce like that
1 2 cross
Yeah bounce like that
We don't take no L's
We just bounce right back like
Got a brand new bitch
Hit it from the back give her brand new dick
I don't ever brag I just handle bizz
Jumping on the track with a young joe brizz
Let me grab the mic Ima talk my shit
I don't got a problem but you say you did
See em and I call em right out like this
Say you a man but you act like a kid
Cudi roll it up
Hands high hold em up
I take controla ya
Baby I want to hold a ya hand
I can't be your man
I hope you understand
Already got a plan
So shit fuck got and dayum
Woah woah I think I feel it now
Oh no them pics deleted now
I think he cheated now
She needs some pizza now
It's pleased to meet now
Can we get freaky now
Do you do you like this shit
Do you do you do like this shit
I knew you I knew you like this shit
I knew I knew you like this shit
Let me get back to it
This is my sermon I promise you this
Dish it to soco I got the assist
Them niggas loco I'm out in the sticks
I take the switch and I flip it They look at me different
I wake up like damn I'm the king
They done been cursing my name curse it again nigga it's starting to ring
I need the prize money
None of my guys funny
Chick got her eyes on me
I gotta slide dummy
Been on the rise tell me I'm not
Show me your circle I'll tell you a lot
Iarry cooking up beats in the wok
I just snap and leave em in shock
Shit hot Like Ya get me
Evidently
Make a b for my hood like a Bentley
I aint leaving till all of me empty
I could snap any minute don't tempt me yahh
Oh lord how he snap like that
In a jazz club niggas wouldn't snap like that
Go to work quick fast and he snap like that
Big cheese
Mouse trap yea snap like that
Larry go snap
I'mma snap right by back
Lion go pounce
I pounce like that
1 2 cross
Yeah bounce like that
We don't take no L's
We just bounce right back like
Oh lord don't let me snap on these haters
And, I know they all just mad that I made it
And I'm not even famous
And I'm not even famous
Don't leave my soul for the taking
We all know that you faking
Know that you faking
Know that you
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