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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



Writer(s): Kdot 600



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