Lyrics Snottynose - R2rcam

I'll let you go and you don't got to give me a reason
I know she hate me, she say I be switching like seasons
But you don't nothing for me, I will dip, I don't need them
It's too easy to see through that shit with these Cartier shades on
And they talking about they sick of my shit, I say, "Fuck you" and move on (Bitch, yeah)
No, I'm not simping for you, I ain't munching for no one (Bitch, yeah)
I'm like a blimp on the cool, I be higher than everyone (Bitch, yeah)
Don't discriminate with the tool, I start blicking at everyone
I'm high, not sipping on D'Usse
I'm so fly, hang with some damn planes
Little bitch my music is insane
Get so fried, fuck with my membrane
I'm so sick right now, you can tell
Slime that boy out, give him snotty nose hell
I got the bail because I can't be in jail
Fucking her once, give her back where she hails

Play with my wood just like Jimmy Cricket
You gone stay down because you see the vision
Throw up some bread, we not penny pinching
Got it from nothing, ain't have a pension
Hit from the back and I grab extensions
Cut her when she say she want attention
Play with the gang just give me a minute, it won't take a little thing just to get you missing
I take a shot at your damn appendix, it say "R2rCam" on my fucking pendant
Why they gone brag about some shit I been did, Armani jacket with True, I mixed it
Heard you down bad and you can not fix it, I'm in a coupe and I'm Nascar drifting
Know I will ball just like Thompson, Tristan, always on time like a fucking wristband

I'm high, not sipping on D'Usse
I'm so fly, hang with some damn planes
Little bitch my music is insane
Get so fried, fuck with my membrane
I'm so sick right now, you can tell
Slime that boy out, give him snotty nose hell
I got the bail because I can't be in jail
That nigga broke, bro you backwards as hell

Smoking on dope, I don't fuck with the lean
Trust you as far as I see, back in the day I was serving the feins
Now I make money on beats, she on my meat because my fashion pieces
I had to hop in my bag little bitch, shorty got mad because she swear I got fe's
That nigga mad because we way out of reach
No we not popping them beans, missing my sister I'm screaming, "Free Bean"
Whole lot of shit she ain't seen, she don't even know her little bro on the scene
When you get out, we both rich that ain't nothing
Yeah, thinking about that got me sick to my stomach
Yeah, too much damn dope, got it rolling my tummy
Yeah, I'm finna green out, I'm finna vomit
Yeah yeah yeah, counting up green, I turned nothing to something

I'll let you go and you don't got to give me a reason
I know she hate me, she say I be switching like seasons
But you don't nothing for me, I will dip, I don't need them
It's too easy to see through that shit with these Cartier shades on
And they talking about they sick of my shit, I say, "Fuck you" and move on (Bitch, yeah)
No I'm not simping for you, I ain't munching for no one (Bitch, yeah)
I'm like a blimp on the cool, I be higher than everyone (Bitch, yeah)
Don't discriminate with the tool, I start blicking at everyone
I'm high, not sipping on D'Usse
I'm so fly, hang with some damn planes
Little bitch my music is insane
Get so fried, fuck with my membrane
I'm so sick right now, you can tell
Slime that boy out, give him snotty nose hell
I got the bail because I can't be in jail
Fucking her once, give her back where she hails