Pop Smoke - Snitching (feat. Quavo, Future)
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- Snitching (feat. Quavo, Future)
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Snitching (feat. Quavo, Future)
So, you got the job doing what?
Bro, I get payed to snitch now, nigga
It's really classified, I can't really talk about this shit, my nigga
Oh, my God
Only reason I'm tellin' you this, 'cause you my boy
But don't fuck with me, you see what I did to Roger
You seen what I did to Roger
Forty years
He had forty years?
Forty years, bitch, you don't wanna sign that plea
Forty years
Damn
Don't fuck with me
(Seth The Chef)
(Buddah blessed this beat)
Yeah, Huncho
Look at my status (status)
No, I'm not braggin', I'm not average (average)
My bitch want a Patek (Patek)
I bought her a whip and I told her to stop naggin' (skrr)
Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin' (bling)
I bought it off backends (shinin')
The club is packed in (packed in)
Step in your city we goin' in (goin' in)
Drop the top, let's blow the wind (drop top)
Fuck the cops, we goin' big
Niggas out here hate the kid, 'cause I'm runnin' up what I'm supposed to did
Uh, bitch, I'm a player (player)
Nigga we're trappin', and checkin' the mail, yeah
Look at my layers (woo), designer my jacket, I'm handin' out bills, yeah
These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah
The way that you playin' (ayy), niggas out here be workin' with twelve
Damn (woo), snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Damn (go), snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (snitchin')
Snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh, damn
They workin' (ay), they clockin' (woo), they watchin' (watchin')
No stoppin' (stoppin'), no options (options)
We ballin' (ballin'), we poppin' (poppin')
We goin' (woo), let's go (go)
Get money (money), get mo' (mo') to show
I got it (I got it), and there's plenty mo' on the boat (uh)
Nigga we came from the bottom
Yes, it's time for the bosses to toast (toast)
Me and the dog got collars (grr)
We puttin' diamonds on top of the chokers (ice)
Fuck nigga, come in the lane (woo)
Shit, we droppin' him off like a floater (float)
I ain't gon' mention his name
But if he do us like that then it's over (snitch)
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (snitchin')
Snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Damn
(Smoke) Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Look, said I pull up in Amiri, got ninas attached (oh)
Walk in the buildin', I shake up the room
Fuck on your lady (oh), no feelings attached (yeah)
Don't talk out your mouth 'cause she holdin' the room
Yeah, yeah, walk in (walk in), then walk up out it
There's never a day I don't walk without it (no)
Shoot a nigga, never talk about it
'Cause these niggas be rats, yeah (rats)
I had to shoot it in class (class)
I had them ninas attached
Fuckin' 'round, see I had the best batch (woo)
If Quavo tell me get him, then I'ma do the dash (I'ma do the dash)
Yeah, dash (dash), I take off like a rocket (yeah)
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (snitchin')
Snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Damn
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Pluto)
Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown
Pick a town, lock it down
Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts
Bitches love my style (yeah)
Look at how my wrist glow, huh
Two-fifty just for the watch, uh
Post on the block, I was servin' for dollar
I caught a wave in some Maison Margiela
Audemar, water, Beretta, vendetta
Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel (came with the bezel)
Takin' off just like a rocket, got racks in my pocket
I'm havin' my way with these hoes
Shawty in love with my diamonds
She love how they twinkle
She love how they glisten, they glow
Pour up a four like I'm young Tony Stoke
One in the head, ninety-nine more to go
Winnin' and winnin', pull up like a goat
Trippin', don't spill it chinchilla on the floor
Came from the gutter, that's word from the bro
I'm Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas
I'm really havin' more hits than The Beatles
I was out trappin' with keys like Alicia
I be finessin' my plug, got it cheaper
Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers
Hey
I'm on the block with the devil, I hang with the robbers
Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh
Switch up the flow for the visual
Just so you know that I'm spiritual
All of my money identical
Bluefaces, bluefaces keep it one hundred
They want that Woo shit (they on that Woo shit)
Niggas gon' shoot shit (gon' shoot shit)
You ain't no Woo, nigga (no Woo, nigga)
You ain't gon' do shit (ain't gon' do shit)
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (woo)
Damn, snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (snitchin')
Snitchin'
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
Damn
Niggas be out here snitchin', uh
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