SnapBack
SnapBack
Bitches on me yeah she really wanna SnapBack
40 and the 30 on me got the blowback
I just want the guap you can really have your ho back
Treat me like a Thursday she gonna throwback
I count up my bands and everyone know that
I flex on these hoes they nothing but fall backs
She calling my phone but you know I won't call back
He want all the smoke so my gun gonna draw back
Bitches on me yeah she really wanna SnapBack
40 and the 30 on me got the blowback
I just want the guap you can really have your ho back
Treat me like a Thursday she gonna throwback
I count up my bands and everyone know that
I flex on these hoes they nothing but fall backs
She calling my phone but you know I won't call back
He want all the smoke so my gun gonna draw back
Oh hey bad bitch coming my way
Slop top in the drop top on the highway
Glock tucked I ain't wasting no time ayy
Get popped 30, 40, and the 9 ayy
I don't love you I just want you for the night
You would dub me so girl don't you lie
Screaming fuck you till the day that I die
But none of that matters my money got me right
We upping the poles I ain't tryna fight
I ain't from the streets but I'll really take your life
I can really take your ho take her back to fuck her twice
If I really wanted to I might take his wife
I take her then I pipe
I can take her so I might
I can take her so I might
And I know this
Yeah I noticed
These people fake they on ho shit
But my poles quick
And it's holding like 30 shots ima unload it
And I know this
Yeah I know this
My pockets big they bloated
I'm locked and I'm loaded
These hollows gonna blow bitch
Bitches on me yeah she really wanna SnapBack
40 and the 30 on me got the blowback
I just want the guap you can really have your ho back
Treat me like a Thursday she gonna throwback
I count up my bands and everyone know that
I flex on these hoes they nothing but fall backs
She calling my phone but you know I won't call back
He want all the smoke so my gun gonna draw back
Bitches on me yeah she really wanna SnapBack
40 and the 30 on me got the blowback
I just want the guap you can really have your ho back
Treat me like a Thursday she gonna throwback
I count up my bands and everyone know that
I flex on these hoes they nothing but fall backs
She calling my phone but you know I won't call back
He want all the smoke so my gun gonna draw back
Oh hey bad bitch coming my way
Slop top in the drop top on the highway
Glock tucked I ain't wasting no time ayy
Get popped 30, 40, and the 9 ayy
Oh wait don't flex the 4 bands you made
What you ain't tell us that took you four years to make
Always been realest from birth to this day
Before and after fame ima still stay the same
For my mom I gotta stay true to me
Bad hoes but that ain't new to me
But I ignore them they ain't cool to me
My money longer so I spend stupidly
And I know this
Yeah I noticed
These people fake they on ho shit
But my poles quick
And it's holding like 30 shots ima unload it
And I know this
Yeah I know this
My pockets big they bloated
I'm locked and I'm loaded
These hollows gonna blow bitch