King Moe Snapback (feat. Juice Da Mamba)
Aye broke on that bitch in a Snapback
Then I ran that shit up off a rap check
Nigga you ain't completed a lap yet
But me I can slow it down
And still I'll be winning regardless
I can't help that I'm living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Aye broke on that bitch in a Snapback
Then I ran that shit up off a rap check
Nigga you ain't completed a lap yet
But me I can slow it down
And still I'll be winning regardless
I can't help that I'm living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
I got an addiction let's get it
I love getting brain
While turning through lanes in the city
One hand on my Phillie
And these niggas lame
Why is you fixing your lips
Just to talk about a nigga
I'm with it you know that
They picture me Kodak
I swear that I'm all about that scrilla
Shoota Loc in the car he got pistols
Before you try me better try again
14 in the trap trying to football a pack
Had to get to the sack like a tight end
One hand on that strap
I'm going to Moss something
So much smoke from the strap
Make the pipe bend
Back then I knew buddy was on something
Smoking soda right off of the sprite can
That's why I want a Porsche
And some nice land
Bad bitches straight from Iceland
No wonder niggas selling white grams
Nights like this I wish that it would rain
Bust down we ain't petty plain
Jumped on stage and then I made a name
And broke on a bitch just like Eddie Kane
Aye
Broke on that bitch in a Snapback
Then I ran that shit up off a rap check
Nigga you ain't completed a lap yet
But me I can slow it down
And still I'll be winning regardless
I can't help that I'm living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Aye
Broke on that bitch in a Snapback
Then I ran that shit up off a rap check
Nigga you ain't completed a lap yet
But me I can slow it down
And still I'll be winning regardless
I can't help that I'm living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Tell her talk to me nice I don't play that
Talking your shit
Get you shot where you stay at
Ain't offering pleads
I don't know you little nigga
Pick locks no keys
I'll show you little nigga let's go
I ran it up off of rapping and trapping
Man get me some crutches my legs hurt
I got too boujee I just want to shoot
But they talk like
They don't know my hands work
Let's talk about money I'm locked in
Let's talk about music I'm top ten
These niggas act goofy grab the mousecatool
And they nervous how Mickey just popped in
Texted her for the throat she said IDK
Freaky bitch all she want is her body paid
Well I'm going to just flex I'm triple H
Know my pockets swole shit I'm tryna pay
She call me white boy
My draws always Tommy Hill
Boss I feel like uncle Phil
Off to the Jonny cause I been shittin still
Freshest prince I ball like will
Za in the air backwood I'm zooted
Just hit a lick ain't taking bout Coochie
Young turnt Nigga I was out like stewie
No cap no nigga can't top my music
On gang on god
Aye
Broke on that bitch in a Snapback
Then I ran that shit up off a rap check
Nigga you ain't completed a lap yet
But me I can slow it down
And still I'll be winning regardless
I can't help that I'm living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Aye
Broke on that bitch in a Snapback
Then I ran that shit up off a rap check
Nigga you ain't completed a lap yet
But me I can slow it down
And still I'll be winning regardless
I can't help that I'm living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Stop it