Peekaboo the money in my pocket

I'm profit coppin nonchalant I'm rocking

They wanna run up on me now they leaking like a faucet

Eyes glued to the streets riding backseat always been watching

Cuz these muthafuckas plotting

Saying they be riding for you

But day one they was hiding from you

That shit so obnoxious

Out of the woodworks I take em to hood church

Who gon stop when the coup pop

Bitches drooling when I coming thru roof dropped

And I move like I knew who's who was gonna shoot glocks

Mama ain't kissing booboos when the doos doos blew shots

Bars sick need a flu shot

And they coming back around when you hot

They wanna blow your money but don't wanna get the coup washed

That's true just watch

I'm sipping henny, no aqua

I beg your pardon, your honor

Tryna sway my opinions on all these cases

You ain't even got the damn answers face it

Drop so many jaws finna pay for the face lifts

Riding round town like I already made it

Got a blunt, who laced it?

Two hits and I'm already faded

Two clips cuz I'm still so jaded

Dream rich while I'm stuck in the basement

Talking shit back it up on the pavement

I'm about to go super Saiyan

Muthafuckas better learn their placement

Nasty flow I'm spitting so contagion

Here we go I'm back to see they faces

Cuz no one in my city ever really thought I'd make it

Enemies want see the end of me

Don't let it get to me

I blow they minds like a Kennedy

Spit methamphetamine

Doper than overdose

Thinking they killing shit

But I'm so comatose

Light up the kerosene

Up in the canopy

Rarity getting on this type of clarity

Talent a scarcity

Round of applause

And a moment of silence to pause

Tell me something I don't know

Tell me something I don't wanna hear

Syrup got me all slo-mo

I'll be dead in just a couple years

But I ain't stressing

Flexing twenty four seven

If they ain't get the message it's cuz I never sent it

I pop the reverend, pop the preacher, anybody mentioned

And if they say I ain't a blessing I let know there's a heaven

I kill em and then collect it

A body bag where I left

Trick or treating and leaving the sweets for all of the feds

It's OOHZEE

Don't make me snap

Swear to god man you don't wanna see me snap

Don't make me snap

Swear to god man you don't wanna see me snap

Don't make me snap

Swear to god man you don't wanna see me snap

Don't make me snap

Swear to god man you don't wanna see me snap

I'm rocking Fendi with a fistful of benjis

Blowing steam out the semi let it rise

I never compromise my position to the competition

Or lack thereof because their shots never hittin

Get dropped if you bitching and you not with the shits

And everybody wanna go and test my limits

Zero to one hundred in a fraction of a minute

Or a millisecond

I call collecting any debts you racking up you feeling threatened

Every statement that I make a death sentence

Put em in the grave

Put em in the dirt

Push a little work

Take it all off my mind

Slow down the flow like they cannot keep up with the treadmill

Nursery rhymes got me sleep in my bed still

I ain't up still

But my cup filled

And clip filled

But now it's empty and you living in a cemetery

Hol up

I ain't snap like this in a minute

I'll be in the books by the time I get finished

I be living for the crooks I ain't living for these bitches

I ain't living for these hoes I'm just counting up these digits

They see you getting money You ain't count it right

Like who the fuck are you, my account right?

They been counting on a Muthafucka since he stopped clowning right

City so wack I try my best to stay outta sight

I don't even rep my city

I just wanna rep myself

It's heaven or hell or a jail cell

I don't even rep my city

I just wanna rep myself

It's heaven or hell or a jail cell

With no bail and the weather all hail

So the sticky only thing that we inhale

Double XL like I'm breathing out twice

They gon see me on the cover like my head got a price

But I'm doing alright

Just doing me

Usually, I'm above scrutiny

But they spit flows with no form of a fluency

Get with the truancy

I'm robbing your trueys

I shoot like the movies this lifestyle really ain't new to me

Been marinated

My marijuana medicated

I loaded the bases

Now I achieve greatness

I don't even think I'm on beat at this point

Feel the heat of this joint

Making music getting faded

If I ain't making money it's cuz I already made it

Bitch

Snap

OOHZEE

Songtexte Snap - OOHZEE