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Snitchin (remix)
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Pop Smoke
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So, you got the job doing what? Bro, I get paid to snitch now, n***a It's really classified, I can't really talk about this sh*t, my n***a Oh, my God Only reason I'm tellin you this, 'cause you my boy But don't f**k with me, you see what I did to Roger You seen what I did to Roger Forty years He had forty years? Forty years, b*t*h, you don't wanna sign that plea Forty years Damn Don't f**k with me Seth the chef Buddah blessed this beat Yeah, Huncho Look at my status (Status) No, I'm not braggin', I'm not average (Average) My b*t*h want a Patek (Patek) I bought her a whip and I told her, "Stop naggin'" (Skrr) Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin' (Bling) I bought it off backend (Shinin') The club is packed in (Packed in) Step in your city, we goin' in (Goin' in) Drop the top, let's blow the wind (Drop top) f**k the cops, we goin' big n***as out here hate the kid, 'cause I run it up when supposed to be dead, uh b*t*h, I'm a player (Player) n***a, we're trappin' and checkin' the mail, yeah Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I'm handin' out bills, yeah These n***as dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah The way that you playin' (Ayy), n***as out here be workin' with 12
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