SosMula - SNAP Lyrics

Lyrics SNAP - SosMula




Carmatic
Sho, Sho, Sho
Damn, 3quinox
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Five-two-hundred
Ayo, Sho, keep it stupid, on crazy
Ayy, all these packs, I Saran wrap, uh, uh
You ain't got my sack, gettin' blamed that, uh, uh
Man, these niggas cap, I can't stand that, uh, uh
Man, these bitches cap, I can't stand that, uh, uh
Walk inside the trap, where my bands at? Uh, uh
Walk inside the trap, where my bands at? Uh, uh
Hundred grand, make the rubber bands snap, uh, uh
Hundred grand, make the rubber bands slap, uh, uh
All these bitches call me Scotty 2 Hotty, uh, uh
All these bitches call me Scotty 2 Hotty, uh
One point five in my car, it's not a Bugatti, uh
One point five in my car, it's not a Bugatti, uh
Listen, listen, I don't, I don't do quality, uh
I just mixed the Wocky hard with like two Mollies, uh
Listen, kid, we gon' pull up, catch a new body, uh
Got the sawed-off, uh, right up on the new shotty, uh
Bitch, I'm somethin', somethin', somethin' like the new Gotti, uh
Bitch, I'm somethin', somethin', somethin' like the new Gotti, uh
All these bitches call me Scotty 2 Hotty, uh
All these bitches call me Scotty 2 Hotty, ayy
Ayy, all these packs, I Saran wrap, uh, uh
You ain't got my sack, gettin' blamed that, uh, uh
Man, these niggas cap, I can't stand that, uh, uh
Man, these bitches cap, I can't stand that, uh, uh
Walk inside the trap, where my bands at? Uh, uh
Walk inside the trap, where my bands at? Uh, uh
Hundred grand, make the rubber bands snap, uh, uh
Hundred grand, make the rubber bands slap, uh, uh
I'm just doin' business, no emotions, uh, uh
Big stick extended, I be totin', uh, uh
Big whippers, tinted, and it's stolen, uh, uh
Big whippers, tinted, and it's stolen, uh, uh
I be catchin' bodies, can't control it, uh, uh
I be catchin' bodies, can't control it, uh, uh
Get them out my body, I can't hold it, uh, uh
Get them out my body, I can't hold it, uh, uh
Get them out of mine, I can't focus, uh, uh
That's the bottom line, nigga, smoke him, uh
Sign that dotted line, trade your soul in, uh, uh
Don't sign that dotted line, don't trade your soul in
I pet my money, I don't got pets
That's how rich I am
Ayy, all these packs, I Saran wrap, uh, uh
You ain't got my sack, gettin' blamed that, uh, uh
Man, these niggas cap, I can't stand that, uh, uh
Man, these bitches cap, I can't stand that, uh, uh
Walk inside the trap, where my bands at? Uh, uh
Walk inside the trap, where my bands at? Uh, uh
Hundred grand, make the rubber bands snap, uh, uh
Hundred grand, make the rubber bands slap, uh, uh




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