Snaps W Da Reup
Ladies and gentlemen, this is, the main event of the evening
It's time
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy, we know you a eater
Strong ass hands I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way, you might as well pick me up
Pick me up
I do not pretend to be a thug or a killer
These rappers use the "N-Word" as a word filler
Cause they ain't got no enemies
Only got left with some felonies
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy, we know you a eater
Strong ass hands I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way you might as well pick me up
What I did last year, I really had to double
Hubba bubba double max, I leave em in rubble
Big ass bus, move around in a shuttle
Cross lanes, foul trouble, better call a huddle
I started a business and now I got two
I'm never gon' quit, if I do, then I lose
Live like a boss so I do as I choose
My feet had to grow just to fill in these shoes
I went dropped an album with zero promotion
And made 40 bucks and I'm feelin' like Drake
They probably confused, like what did he do
I'm sure this a feeling you cannot relate
They ask how I'm feelin', the answer is great
They ask if I ate, man, I told em I ate
I ain't leave no crumbs, cause I licked up the plate
And we ain't have food, so we sit there and wait
We sat there and waited, some rappers don't make it
So they gotta fake it wherever they go
I got what you need, just put down the weed
And go plant a seed, and then watch it grow
Car just as big as a boat, if my wife want a car
But she stuck between two, I'ma tell her you can get em both
In my raps, I don't rap, I just preach
If they get it, they get it, if they don't, then they don't
If they real, I can see in they face
They so out of breath, keepin' up with my pace
Got salmon and broccoli and butter and cheese
The boy boutta eat, so somebody say grace
Cause I said
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy we know you a eater
Strong ass hands, I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way, you might as well pick me up
Pick me up
I do not pretend to be a thug or a killer
These rappers use the N-word, as a word filler
Cause they ain't got no enemies
Only got left with some felonies
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy we know you a eater
Strong ass hands, I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way, you might as well pick me up
What I did last year, I really had to double
Hubba bubba double max I leave em in rubble
Big ass bus, move around in a shuttle
Cross lanes, foul trouble, better call a-
It's time
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy, we know you a eater
Strong ass hands I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way, you might as well pick me up
Pick me up
I do not pretend to be a thug or a killer
These rappers use the "N-Word" as a word filler
Cause they ain't got no enemies
Only got left with some felonies
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy, we know you a eater
Strong ass hands I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way you might as well pick me up
What I did last year, I really had to double
Hubba bubba double max, I leave em in rubble
Big ass bus, move around in a shuttle
Cross lanes, foul trouble, better call a huddle
I started a business and now I got two
I'm never gon' quit, if I do, then I lose
Live like a boss so I do as I choose
My feet had to grow just to fill in these shoes
I went dropped an album with zero promotion
And made 40 bucks and I'm feelin' like Drake
They probably confused, like what did he do
I'm sure this a feeling you cannot relate
They ask how I'm feelin', the answer is great
They ask if I ate, man, I told em I ate
I ain't leave no crumbs, cause I licked up the plate
And we ain't have food, so we sit there and wait
We sat there and waited, some rappers don't make it
So they gotta fake it wherever they go
I got what you need, just put down the weed
And go plant a seed, and then watch it grow
Car just as big as a boat, if my wife want a car
But she stuck between two, I'ma tell her you can get em both
In my raps, I don't rap, I just preach
If they get it, they get it, if they don't, then they don't
If they real, I can see in they face
They so out of breath, keepin' up with my pace
Got salmon and broccoli and butter and cheese
The boy boutta eat, so somebody say grace
Cause I said
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy we know you a eater
Strong ass hands, I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way, you might as well pick me up
Pick me up
I do not pretend to be a thug or a killer
These rappers use the N-word, as a word filler
Cause they ain't got no enemies
Only got left with some felonies
Don't post snaps with the reup
Stop capping boy we know you a eater
Strong ass hands, I could probably lift a tree up
If you on the way, you might as well pick me up
What I did last year, I really had to double
Hubba bubba double max I leave em in rubble
Big ass bus, move around in a shuttle
Cross lanes, foul trouble, better call a-
Credits
Writer(s): Abdelrahman Tageldin
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