Snooze You Lose
(I wanna go to LA)
(Slatt, slatt)
Come on, come on, come on, come on (JAYLAP, talk to 'em)
Don't think shit sweet just because I'm little
I bet you ain't never got chased by a midget
My bitch keep callin' my phone thinkin' I'm with a ho
Whole time, I'm outside spinnin'
I low-key feel bad for niggas
They sing my song 'cause I fuck they bitches (baow, baow, baow)
I'm gon' get rich or die slimin', nigga, this life ain't for beginners
Tell folks' ass come get his ho
Her bald-headed ass don't know how to listen (baow)
You wanna come in this grass, then that's your ass
Hardhead, kss, kss, we bit him (slatt, slatt)
You wanna play with the dead, that's your grave, I'ma let you keep on diggin'
I ain't gon' front like I'm some demon
'Cause most of my days, I just be chillin', slatt
All you niggas be bitches
You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen (get out)
Bounce out the car just to bust off his ass
'Cause some of you niggas just not worth killin'
Shit, I'm tired of payin' for gas
'Cause some of y'all blocks just not worth spinnin'
I fucked two best friends named Stacy and Lacy and I almost forgot I hit 'em
I don't wanna talk, shit pissin' me off
It's too many voices inside my ear (baow)
On them jails calls with my rappy
He's tellin' me stay out the way and chill
My bitch say she hate when I'm not in the crib
My bro said stop poppin' them damn pills
I wanna talk about money and guns
If it ain't 'bout that, then I don't wanna hear
Slimy lil' nigga, I'm the type that'll piss in a bottle
And tell your dumb ass that it's beer
I wanna see niggas hittin' the ground
I don't care to be one of them niggas they fear
Niggas could say what the fuck they want
I'm the one comin', tryna put shit in the air
Niggas could run as fast as they can
I'm the one sayin', "Bring your dumb ass here"
Slatt, motherfuckers told your ass don't lack
This bitch like an alarm, you snooze, you lose, you're takin' that permanent nap
Pop one of these, you'll feel like me, nigga, I got some shit that'll make you relapse
Don't ask me how I know your ho, boy, we go way back (slatt, slatt, grraow)
I been sleep off Xans, I ain't really been tryna eat shit
Niggas better drive like they got some sense 'cause we ridin' with shit
I ain't gettin' bumped with (uh), I'm little as hell, I ain't gotta duck shit
Takin' his pipe just because I don't like him
Tell foenem they can have that blick
He mad 'bout a ho that I already hit
So I told folks' ass he can have that bitch
Jumped off the porch and he died too quick
I ain't gotta tell dog, pass me the ball
You know I'ma dunk when he call for assist
I'm tellin' you now, you run up on me after three
You gon' be knee-deep in some shit (baow, baow)
Niggas'll claim they into it with me and I don't know half of they ass exist (baow)
Baow, all y'all ass can get it, don't care about your age or gender (ah)
We fuck around, spank so many kids, you would think that we run an abortion clinic
Early mornin', I'm off drugs, they beatin' my ass, they punchin' and kickin'
Lil'-ass boy with a sweet face, so I gotta keep on tellin' they ass
Don't think shit sweet just because I'm little
I bet you ain't never got chased by a midget (baow)
My bitch keep callin' my phone thinkin' I'm with a ho
Whole time, I'm outside spinnin' (baow)
I low-key feel bad for niggas
They sing my song 'cause I fuck they bitches (uh-huh)
I'm gon' get rich or die slimin', nigga, this life ain't for beginners (nah)
Tell folks' ass come get his ho
Her bald-headed ass don't know how to listen
You wanna come in this grass, then that's your ass
Hardhead, kss-kss, we bit him
You wanna play with the dead, that's your grave, I'ma let you keep on diggin'
Man, I'm tired of this shit, slatt, gang, gang
(Slatt, slatt)
Come on, come on, come on, come on (JAYLAP, talk to 'em)
Don't think shit sweet just because I'm little
I bet you ain't never got chased by a midget
My bitch keep callin' my phone thinkin' I'm with a ho
Whole time, I'm outside spinnin'
I low-key feel bad for niggas
They sing my song 'cause I fuck they bitches (baow, baow, baow)
I'm gon' get rich or die slimin', nigga, this life ain't for beginners
Tell folks' ass come get his ho
Her bald-headed ass don't know how to listen (baow)
You wanna come in this grass, then that's your ass
Hardhead, kss, kss, we bit him (slatt, slatt)
You wanna play with the dead, that's your grave, I'ma let you keep on diggin'
I ain't gon' front like I'm some demon
'Cause most of my days, I just be chillin', slatt
All you niggas be bitches
You can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen (get out)
Bounce out the car just to bust off his ass
'Cause some of you niggas just not worth killin'
Shit, I'm tired of payin' for gas
'Cause some of y'all blocks just not worth spinnin'
I fucked two best friends named Stacy and Lacy and I almost forgot I hit 'em
I don't wanna talk, shit pissin' me off
It's too many voices inside my ear (baow)
On them jails calls with my rappy
He's tellin' me stay out the way and chill
My bitch say she hate when I'm not in the crib
My bro said stop poppin' them damn pills
I wanna talk about money and guns
If it ain't 'bout that, then I don't wanna hear
Slimy lil' nigga, I'm the type that'll piss in a bottle
And tell your dumb ass that it's beer
I wanna see niggas hittin' the ground
I don't care to be one of them niggas they fear
Niggas could say what the fuck they want
I'm the one comin', tryna put shit in the air
Niggas could run as fast as they can
I'm the one sayin', "Bring your dumb ass here"
Slatt, motherfuckers told your ass don't lack
This bitch like an alarm, you snooze, you lose, you're takin' that permanent nap
Pop one of these, you'll feel like me, nigga, I got some shit that'll make you relapse
Don't ask me how I know your ho, boy, we go way back (slatt, slatt, grraow)
I been sleep off Xans, I ain't really been tryna eat shit
Niggas better drive like they got some sense 'cause we ridin' with shit
I ain't gettin' bumped with (uh), I'm little as hell, I ain't gotta duck shit
Takin' his pipe just because I don't like him
Tell foenem they can have that blick
He mad 'bout a ho that I already hit
So I told folks' ass he can have that bitch
Jumped off the porch and he died too quick
I ain't gotta tell dog, pass me the ball
You know I'ma dunk when he call for assist
I'm tellin' you now, you run up on me after three
You gon' be knee-deep in some shit (baow, baow)
Niggas'll claim they into it with me and I don't know half of they ass exist (baow)
Baow, all y'all ass can get it, don't care about your age or gender (ah)
We fuck around, spank so many kids, you would think that we run an abortion clinic
Early mornin', I'm off drugs, they beatin' my ass, they punchin' and kickin'
Lil'-ass boy with a sweet face, so I gotta keep on tellin' they ass
Don't think shit sweet just because I'm little
I bet you ain't never got chased by a midget (baow)
My bitch keep callin' my phone thinkin' I'm with a ho
Whole time, I'm outside spinnin' (baow)
I low-key feel bad for niggas
They sing my song 'cause I fuck they bitches (uh-huh)
I'm gon' get rich or die slimin', nigga, this life ain't for beginners (nah)
Tell folks' ass come get his ho
Her bald-headed ass don't know how to listen
You wanna come in this grass, then that's your ass
Hardhead, kss-kss, we bit him
You wanna play with the dead, that's your grave, I'ma let you keep on diggin'
Man, I'm tired of this shit, slatt, gang, gang
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Writer(s): Jordan Lapping, Baby Chiefdoit, Layne Kelder
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