paroles de chanson Snap! - Lil Force

I need the cash in the back (Yeah)
I need the cash from the rap (Yeah)
Bitches be throwing it back (Uh)
Got me a girly she bad (What?)
Got me a girly she bad
But she posting it up and then selling her SNAP! (Nah)
I could never share a bitch (Nope!)
Pussy boy know he mad (Yeah!)
I need the cash in the back (Damn!)
I need the cash from the rap (Yeah)
Bitches be throwing it back (Uh)
Got me a girly she bad (What?)
Got me a girly she bad
But she posting it up and then selling her SNAP! (Nah)
I could never share a bitch (Nope!)
Pussy boy know he mad (Yeah!)
Uh huh no
I don't really fuck with these hoes (Nope)
Rather take a bitch then go out with a pole
Stabbing on the ex then I throw em in the hole
Like hold up (Hold up)
Why you tryna post up
Tryna get cash
I ain't really tryna fuck up
All you mothafuckers
Really wanna go and act up
Coming to a point
Where I know I really had enough
Wait a minute
Painting a picture with little uzi
Cause you know I'm calling baby
And I'm Pluto cause my shit is planetary imma bad ass
If you tryna show me that I'm shit
Then I'm gonna show em to the mothafucking cemetery
Like yeah
I don't give a fuck about the people who be talking all that shit
Saying that they know me
They don't know me bitch
But I gotta keep it moving
For the fans and my only kid
And my only bitch
I need the cash in the back (Yeah)
I need the cash from the rap (Yeah)
Bitches be throwing it back (Uh)
Got me a girly she bad (What?)
Got me a girly she bad
But she posting it up and then selling her SNAP! (Nah)
I could never share a bitch (Nope!)
Pussy boy know he mad (Yeah!)
I need the cash in the back (Damn!)
I need the cash from the rap (Yeah)
Bitches be throwing it back (Uh)
Got me a girly she bad (What?)
Got me a girly she bad
But she posting it up and then selling her SNAP! (Nah)
I could never share a bitch (Nope!)
Pussy boy know he mad (Yeah!)
Yeah
I don't fuck with a snake
When they block my lane you a dirty ass bitch
You don't know my pain
Gotta let in everybody if they know my name like
All of these people they wanna cash grab
They don't care bout the people who tryna help them
If you cheating again then you better wrap that
What a shitty motherfucker you an ass-hat
But I'm back on the rap
I ain't got a hazmat
Quarantine but I ain't
Really gotta have that
Isolated in the back
With a baseball bat
Imma hit a home run
Like I did it for fun
When I'm baggin' it up
You know I never really noticed
When I'm back in the cut
You know I'm finna be chosen
In the back of the book
You know I'm hella omnipotent
Never wanted to fuck
But I had to let it go in
Like yeah
Ayy bitch
You don't wanna sell with a snap like no
Everybody tryna get a share of you
Acting like they in the market
Looking for a stock like woah
He don't give a fuck I know
Pull up and I let em all know
And I let the mind go