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snapback - king moe lyrics

snapback lyrics
aye broke on that b*tch in a snapback
then i ran that sh*t up off a rap check
n*gga 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 c*cky
she want to pull off my boxers
aye broke on that b*tch in a snapback
then i ran that sh*t up off a rap check
n*gga 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 c*cky
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 n*ggas lame
why is you fixing your lips
just to talk about a n*gga
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 b*tches straight from iceland
no wonder n*ggas 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 b*tch just like eddie kane
aye
broke on that b*tch in a snapback
then i ran that sh*t up off a rap check
n*gga 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 c*cky
she want to pull off my boxers
aye
broke on that b*tch in a snapback
then i ran that sh*t up off a rap check
n*gga 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 c*cky
she want to pull off my boxers

tell her talk to me nice i don’t play that
talking your sh*t
get you shot where you stay at
ain’t offering pleads
i don’t know you little n*gga
pick locks no keys
i’ll show you little n*gga 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 n*ggas act goofy grab the mousecatool
and they nervous how mickey just popped in
texted her for the throat she said idk
freaky b*tch all she want is her body paid
well i’m going to just flex i’m triple h
know my pockets swole sh*t 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 sh*ttin still
freshest prince i ball like will
za in the air backwood i’m zooted
just hit a l!ck ain’t taking bout coochie
young turnt n*gga i was out like stewie
no cap no n*gga can’t top my music
on gang on god
aye
broke on that b*tch in a snapback
then i ran that sh*t up off a rap check
n*gga 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 c*cky
she want to pull off my boxers
aye
broke on that b*tch in a snapback
then i ran that sh*t up off a rap check
n*gga 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 c*cky
she want to pull off my boxers

stop it

- king moe lyrics

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