I Don't Trust No Snitch
(See what you've done,
I don't know who you are,
I don't know where you are,
But you may want to start changing your ways,
Or changing your name)
How the fuck you even came,
I'ma leave you right down there in the mud
Fucked up,
I don't smoke, only codeine, sitting in my cup.
I might pop a bean, just for fun, just for myself
They just disrespect,
Flexing all these checks, in they faces, they can't test.
Know me, I'm M.K., Three flows, three blows, yea, they can't handle it
Do you ever ask to yourself, that
You a joke? I'm a dope kid, man, I do do dope.
Like every motherfucker, man,
I don't know
Maybe you a hoe, just like the other ones,
I don't trust a soul,
Bury you six feet below,
Put you down only with a left blow, so,
I don't know
Maybe you a bitch, just like the other ones,
I don't trust no snitch.
Hop in the left, hop in the skatt,
I go grr on the man, fuck him and this
Go to some theft, come back and tap,
I go grr on the bitch, fuck them and six
I'm on no map, I'm on no bitch,
But I give me a chance to go shoot me a snitch.
If he talk on my friends, talk on my gang, he gon see all the end of his life on a bullet
All that on a bullet, like my words get under skin.
Understand, am I heard? I do not care bout no sins
You just a joke,
Just a blooper
Do you ever ask to yourself,
That
You a joke? I'm a dope kid, man, I do do dope.
Like every motherfucker, man,
I don't know
Maybe you a hoe, just like the other ones,
I don't trust a soul,
Bury you six feet below,
Put you down only with a left blow, so,
I don't know
Maybe you a bitch, just like the other ones,
I don't trust no snitch.
Running up your mountain,
I'm king of the hill.
All these racks I'm counting,
Paying all the bills
All my music hunned, three flow master in here.
All your music falling like you gon' disappear
(You a joke)
Pull up your pants, you ain't no gangsta.
(You a joke)
How about I put a little sense in ya
(You a hoe)
Maybe you is, you tryna fuck with us, but
(You a joke) We don't trust no snitch, we don't trust no.
You a joke,
I'm a dope kid, I do dope.
Like every motherfucker, man,
I don't know. Maybe you just a hoe
Like the other ones
(See what you've done,
I don't know who you are,
I don't know where you are,
But you may want to start changing your ways,
Or changing your name)
I don't know who you are,
I don't know where you are,
But you may want to start changing your ways,
Or changing your name)
How the fuck you even came,
I'ma leave you right down there in the mud
Fucked up,
I don't smoke, only codeine, sitting in my cup.
I might pop a bean, just for fun, just for myself
They just disrespect,
Flexing all these checks, in they faces, they can't test.
Know me, I'm M.K., Three flows, three blows, yea, they can't handle it
Do you ever ask to yourself, that
You a joke? I'm a dope kid, man, I do do dope.
Like every motherfucker, man,
I don't know
Maybe you a hoe, just like the other ones,
I don't trust a soul,
Bury you six feet below,
Put you down only with a left blow, so,
I don't know
Maybe you a bitch, just like the other ones,
I don't trust no snitch.
Hop in the left, hop in the skatt,
I go grr on the man, fuck him and this
Go to some theft, come back and tap,
I go grr on the bitch, fuck them and six
I'm on no map, I'm on no bitch,
But I give me a chance to go shoot me a snitch.
If he talk on my friends, talk on my gang, he gon see all the end of his life on a bullet
All that on a bullet, like my words get under skin.
Understand, am I heard? I do not care bout no sins
You just a joke,
Just a blooper
Do you ever ask to yourself,
That
You a joke? I'm a dope kid, man, I do do dope.
Like every motherfucker, man,
I don't know
Maybe you a hoe, just like the other ones,
I don't trust a soul,
Bury you six feet below,
Put you down only with a left blow, so,
I don't know
Maybe you a bitch, just like the other ones,
I don't trust no snitch.
Running up your mountain,
I'm king of the hill.
All these racks I'm counting,
Paying all the bills
All my music hunned, three flow master in here.
All your music falling like you gon' disappear
(You a joke)
Pull up your pants, you ain't no gangsta.
(You a joke)
How about I put a little sense in ya
(You a hoe)
Maybe you is, you tryna fuck with us, but
(You a joke) We don't trust no snitch, we don't trust no.
You a joke,
I'm a dope kid, I do dope.
Like every motherfucker, man,
I don't know. Maybe you just a hoe
Like the other ones
(See what you've done,
I don't know who you are,
I don't know where you are,
But you may want to start changing your ways,
Or changing your name)
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Writer(s): Mathias King
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