arhsiim - stop snitchin’ lyrics
intro:
(buzzing out, pluto)
chorus: musagucciking
yeah
back in my spot where the trap at (where the trap at)
flat b+tch, where your ass at? (where your ass at?)
broke n+gga, where your racks at?
got a glock 9
but, stop snitchin’ on the stop sign
that’s your n+gga, no he not mine (nah)
he a hoe n+gga, no he not mine
no he not mine (yeah), no he not mine (yeah)
i know some opp n+ggas tryna catch me
pop a n+gga like he acne
i don’t know if the feds asked me
you a hoe n+gga, if you ask me (yeah)
the drugs got me trippin’ (ou)
the act what i’m sippin’
i’ma mix it with lean
this bag i’ma flip it (yeah)
b+tch i’m on mars (gang)
i just popped a bean, yeah (ouu)
verse 1: arhsiim
it’s young gucci king b+tch, i ain’t no lil tecca
(yeah)
look at the right wrist, all dimes
know a lil boy keep a vendetta
f r a n, that be my slime
rocking vlone
gucci dripping straight down to the toes
i got 3 phones
all your b+tches coming to my shows
what’s gwanin’?, uh
she just out here jawning
f+cked her in the bed, and i took off in the morning
popped too many xans, got a young n+gga yawning
took your main girl, ‘cuz your side girl too boring, yeah
dirty sippin’ codeine
trapping way too hard, got me flipping n+ggas old lean, yeah
been on it since like 14
patek on the wrist, got a n+gga looking more clean (mmm)
know what’s on me
see the drip too hard, know a couple b+tches want me (they know)
this sh+t go beyond me
chorus: musagucciking
yeah
back in my spot where the trap at (trap at)
flat b+tch, where your ass at? (ass at?)
broke n+gga, where your racks at?
got a glock 9
but, stop snitchin’ on the stop sign
that’s your n+gga, no he not mine (nah)
he a hoe n+gga, no he not mine
yeah, yeah
i know some opp n+ggas tryna catch me
pop a n+gga like he acne
i don’t know if the feds asked me
you a hoe n+gga if you ask me (yeah)
the drugs got me trippin’ (ou)
the act what im sippin’
i’ma mix it with lean
this bag i’ma flip it (yeah)
b+tch i’m on mars (gang)
i just popped a bean, yeah (ouu)
verse 2: arhsiim
its young gucci king b+tch, i ain’t no lil tecca
look at the left wrist, all dimes
know a lil boy keep a barretta
shout out dashii, yeah that be my slime
bloose & kappo, yeah they let it bang
31 clips, like the name of the gang
ice on my wrist, watch the drip hang
whippin’ a new purple mustang
had to go cop a bentayga
she just wanna f+ck for the paper
i told her hit me up later
i couldn’t f+ck with a traitor
nah, i couldn’t f+ck with a b+tch
nintendo, how these boys switch
hitting a l!ck to get rich
big jumbo, lilo & stich
now watch the drip on my wrist
arthur, keep my hand in a fist
keep my hand in a fist
keep a rack on the wrist
smoke a boy in the midst
pass a b+tch to my bro, know i got that assist
outro: arhsiim
they tryna steal the wave
pull up to parties, no rave
put a f+ckboy in the grave
arhsiim too funky like dave, (mm)
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