paroles de chanson
Snail-snail-snail
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Hm-hm-hm-hm
Ra-ra-ra-ra
Hm-hm-hm-hm
(look)
Hm-hm-hm-hm
Alright,
bet
Pop
hell,
come
in
trim
in
a
pair
of
fresh
I
been
over
eased
by
myself
on
a
backstreet,
two
gun
Send
a
trail
and
niggas
follow
'cause
these
niggas
be
my
sons
In
this
bitch,
we
.556s,
I
could
never
go
for
none
In
this
bitch,
we
.556s,
I
could
never
go
for
shit
In
the
store,
I
got
it
on
me,
I
be
clutching
on
my
stick
Nigga
steady
rap
'bout
drilling,
but
they
never
did
a
hit
Nigga,
we
burn
down
with
foolie,
you
know
you
can't
duck
a-
I
bet
you
know
we
burn
down
with
foolies,
nigga,
you
can't
duck
a
burn
Catch
a
nigga
that
been
dissing,
send
a
blickies,
that's
a
burn
Okay,
nigga
tryna
feast
his
way
out,
blow
these
bitches
like
a
trumpet
We
walk
in,
you
know
it's
bussin',
tell
this
slump
turn
up
to
fuck
shit
I
did
.556,
it's
3:08
in
a
car
with
baby
Drac'
Catch
a
case
and
do
the
race,
I'm
skipping
to
another
state
Nigga
mad
because
he
broke
on
youngin'
turnin'
haven't
paid
You
know
you
can't
slime
on
slime,
I'm
way
too
locked
in
with
the
snakes
I
reside
over
east,
promoting
violence,
fuck
the
peace
You
know
Snail
nem,
they
be
wilding,
tryna
put
some'
on
the
T
My
lil'
bro
know
I
be
analyzing,
one
got
pass
off
D
We
ain't
shooting
out
no
car,
let's
park
the
VR,
hop
out
on
feet
Park
the
VR,
park
the
huh
Park
the
VR,
park
the
huh
Huh-huh-huh-huh
Huh-huh-huh-huh
Huh-huh-huh-huh
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