King Snipe Lyrics – Gucci Mane & Kodak Black
***, I love Guwop though, Zuwop, ’cause I’m a big Z
Ya heard me?
Know what I’m sayin’?
Shoutout to Gucci, I think of my dad, you know, I was just [?]
(I just told Richie we rich)
Been sayin’, “Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop”
I was like, “Bet,” know they was lyin’
When them bullets had came my way, I say, “I bet Kodak ain’t dyin'”
We put murders backwards after, we turned red rum to wine
I’m that *** that smack all the smackers so I’m the biggest stepper, five-five
I’m a hot boy, my *** the coldest, yeah, opposite attract
You got one time to raise your voice in here, then I’ma get the strap
I’ve been chasin’ that boy like a fly runnin’ house but eventually, I’ll get him clapped
All I ever had was the trap, I ain’t have me no dad, so I got off my ***, yeah, I jacked
I’ve been true to this from the jump (Uh-huh)
When I do it, consider it done (Mm-hmm)
*** a shooter, ***, ’cause I’m one
On point like I’m a dot
I’ll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got *** all in my eyes, you see it, it’s torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it’s beef with the ***
Pop Percs, I don’t drink, I don’t smoke
I’ma leave ‘fore I beat on a ho
I’m a Z but I’m P for sure
I’ve been lowkey, she a swoop
Need Codeine with lil’ boo
And I know she cheatin’ too
But I ain’t finna look for proof
I triple crossed them ’cause I seen it was planted
Truck had me out, must didn’t know how to count
Told her ring up, they didn’t know the amount
Expensive new ferries, I couldn’t even pronounce (It’s Gucci)
No *** policy, stick in the party (Grah)
Hope nobody get side of they body
Got hisself hurt, he was full of that molly (Damn)
We ain’t even wanna have to *** nobody (Woah, ooh)
Runnin’ down Ocean like Fast and the Furious (Gucci)
Caught me red-handed, can’t *** up the jury (Damn)
Your boss is a ***, your artist was scared (***)
Just a matter of time ‘fore they take all your jewelry
These young niggas dead him, they killin’ for sport
They’re brazin’, they’ll take a swish to New York
So crazy, *** a pig, turn him to pork
I hope they don’t try to get my lyrics in court (It’s Gucci)
I’ve been true to this from the jump
When I do it, consider it done
*** a shooter, ***, ’cause I’m one
On point like I’m a dot
I’ll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got *** all in my eyes, you see it, it’s torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it’s beef with the ***
Pop Percs, I don’t drink, I don’t smoke
I’ma leave ‘fore I beat on a ho
I’m a Z but I’m P for sure
I’ve been lowkey, she a swoop
Need Codeine with lil’ boo
And I know she cheatin’ too
But I ain’t finna look for proof
Man, I got juice but I want the lean
I’m smokin’ deuce, I pour green
And I got boot but not on my feet
What did I do?
Caresha, please, baby
Bought you a ring ’bout to be fun
I’ll take you to case now if you like it
And I’m poppin’ the Remy, pop me a rush
I brought this lil’ beautiful *** to the ugly
I’m King Snipe and I’m King Tut
Yeah, I came tight, you ain’t gettin’ nothin’
Miami nights, ***’ in the club
Shakin’ with the dice, they don’t really bluff
I made a way, it’s only us
Niggas hatin’ on me, watch
All I did was run it up
I’ve been true to this from the jump (Uh-huh)
When I do it, consider it done (It done)
*** a shooter, ***, ’cause I’m one (I’m one)
On point like I’m a dot
I’ll swap me a body for a swap (Uh-huh)
Put a bag right on his top (Your head)
I got *** all in my eyes, you see it, it’s torture in my heart (It’s there)
Beat the pot like it’s beef with the ***
Pop Percs, I don’t drink, I don’t smoke
I’ma leave ‘fore I beat on a ho
I’m a Z but I’m P for sure (Uh-huh)
I’ve been lowkey, she a swoop (A swoop)
Need Codeine with lil’ boo (She bad and bougie)
And I know she cheatin’ too
But I ain’t finna look for proof
