Snap Lyrics – Sett
(Once again, I’m locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
I brought the ho to the South (Vegas)
Sparked her up, put the ho on the map
P card up, turn ***-eaters down
Make a ho work, she gon’ move off my— (Off the snap)
Vacuum seal *** and I rap
Make everybody duck, king headtap (Headtap)
Handgun with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
Don’t know what I made off the trap (The trap)
Don’t know what I made off the Crook
The moves I pulled on ’em, niggas was shook (Lil’ boys)
Got locked, my money got took (Locked)
Had twenty hoes and they loaded my books
I’m Vato and Slime Crook
You know I’m pullin’ moves, gotta keep that juke (That juke move)
Cars money, guns in the Crook
Get hit in the phone, same ***, he ain’t look (He ain’t see it comin’)
Come with me, baby, let’s serve today
Six ‘bows, one hour, thirty-two hundred play
Switch the VINs, she don’t know it’s the Wraith
Give her the switch, I’ma drive with the Drac’
Six-four a bully, hit the lights and get away
Balenci’ today, shoot drip by the day
Shoot five in fashion, don’t post *** for days
Mortician the mafia, put *** in the grave
Keep firin’ ***, we spin out, leave, it’s crackin’
Keep all the Scats and the ‘Cats and the hemi
I see *** through my tunnel vision
Free Scottie and Savage, they’ll never listen
Chapo a dog, just feed him (Chapo)
We pressure all night, get the drop from the *** (Blitzin’)
She know I give a *** about feelings
She givin’ me opps, she know how to get me (Opp-ass ***)
*** her, get out of there, go back to spillin’
Playin’ with numbers, we uppin’ the digits
Get a lil’ bit, then my middleman get it
Hustle and ***, keep my red *** with me
Stackin’ the profit, they ain’t on *** in the city
This AR-62 and it let off a sixty
He was trollin’, his game end, now he trendin’ (Lame-ass ***)
Let off sixty in a minute
I brought the ho to the South (Vegas)
Sparked her up, put the ho on the map
P card up, turn ***-eaters down
Make a ho work, she gon’ move off my— (Off the snap)
Vacuum seal *** and I rap
Make everybody duck, king headtap (Headtap)
Handgun with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
Don’t know what I made off the trap (The trap)
Don’t know what I made off the Crook
The moves I pulled on ’em, niggas was shook (Lil’ boys)
Got locked, my money got took (Locked)
Had twenty hoes and they loaded my books
I’m Vato and Slime Crook
You know I’m pullin’ moves, gotta keep that juke (That juke move)
Cars money, guns in the Crook
Get hit in the phone, same ***, he ain’t look (He ain’t see it comin’)
Keep firin’ ***, we spin out, leave, it’s crackin’
Keep all the Scats and the ‘Cats and the hemi
I see *** through my tunnel vision
Free Scottie and Savage, they’ll never listen
Chapo a dog, just feed him
We pressure all night, get the drop from the ***
She know I give a *** about feelings
She givin’ me opps, she know how to get me
