I can never snitch, that's on my kit, I put a chopper on a blade, put a blade on a snitch,
I keep my right hand spinning like my last name's Smith, I don't miss, I'm making money
while I piss, like,
Doubling between a fever, dead off the muddy go pour a bolita, back on the steady a pita,
lock 19 and I'm naming it Tina, 160 on the dash and checking the meter, you better not
miss that switch, leave him with amnesia,
I got a plug from the P, free snow, damn the cops got him, cock one, make the block run,
I'm stuck, I got the drop, I'm so fuzzed man, I'm feeling the cops up, I'm feeling the cop
that icy piece from Liana, God, I gotta keep it thorough, I ain't run it down, y 'all niggas
d**k where I go get back for the nigga you call your friend, cut that fake shit or pretend,
if I miss I'll spin again, spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his shit,
I could never snitch, that's on my kit, I put a chopper on a blade, put a blade on a switch,
I keep my right hand spinning like my last name's Smith, I don't miss, I'm making money
while I piss, hop on the scat, where my shooters at, guess they running late, all my ops probably
smoking rocks, so I got time to waste, picked up my pace, cause I saw a shot, 10 feet down
the block, ain't got a lot, so I walk into it, then I saw the bar, and she like,
he said, how's your day, I said, I'm doing great, then I opted at his face, and I said,
open up that case, I took a case, put the pendant through, depending on my mood, I need to run,
but the front is shut, I only got one tool, then I saw 12, thus he rang my bell, he said,
what's the move, I said, I'm through, cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot,
said you a fool, if you got the juice, then I'll be there too, now I'm pacing, and my heart is
racing, don't know what to do, I'm acting cool, trippy like a pool, waiting for the ghouls,
I seen 05, let off two, we started racing with the lures, don't run no trip, don't run no trip,
I can never snitch, that's on my kids, I put a chopper on a blade, put a blade on a snitch,
I keep my right hand spinning like my last name Smith, I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss,
like, how many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama,
I'm letting off every cell up in this clip, I put that shit on my mama,
the homies told me to chill out, bag on his head so he die improper,
we might've mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor,
them double m's, what's the word, sugar run up, get hit with that,
and you know I ain't missing that, got a beam on my head with a fit to match,
p***y niggas be off for the chin -chat, I'ma run down a boy and I can spit a cap,
change the note in the post, and I'm gonna beat him down with a bat, I put a opp in a wheelchair,
give me like an hour, I'm leaving him flat, I got a custom boot with your face on it,
now he off the map.
