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mill tiket - snapped lyrics

b-tch you know im fresh to death my closet a casket
my lil b-tch just got expelled she think she the baddest
keep a hood b-tch with me im toating
that ratchet
50 hangin out her p-ssy she squirt when i blast it
told them n-ggas if its up you better not grab it
when i caught my first stain a n-gga was laughin
that boy thinking he da man i pipe up and past him
oh you think you got a plan you try it i blast it
p-ssy i was born in march im bringing the maddness
got a ak 47 up under my mattress
i got brand new 40 in my kitchen cabinet
n-ggas acting like they wit it
we knowin they catfish
n-ggas said that he want smoke
i really be g-ssing
imma fye yo head up don’t worry bout matching
put me in a test car i really be crashin
feel like poet in this b-tch i really be snappin

b-tch you doin too much talking just suck it and
shut up
i just popped another perk im f-cking her gut up
in da club tryna fade they knowin we cut up
almond(aww man)here they go they knowin we nut up

50s in designer bags
for gettin me mad
i be falling off first they know imma spazz
in the club no shirt and toatin a flag
all i gotta do is point they dead on yo -ss

heard them n-ggas really tweaking
and feeling like beefing
when you see then eat
dont act like a vegan
he was talking out his brain
now im the one geeking
last time i saw the opps them n-ggas was leaving

free mody free jun they gotta free hot
free bread free sosa they stuck in the box
i don’t play no games
im playing wit opps
bad boys number two them bodys gonn drop

i ain’t worried bout no n-gga
im keepin a glokk
getting covered in that money and watching for cops
neighbors looking out the window you dead on they blokk
got him running out his hood
we making him trot

i just gave the green light its never gonn stop
you keep serving him that bull
he never gonn shop
ion never say pleas
so how imma cop
b-tch i said it and i meant it
i got it on lock

told my n-ggas hold it down
i’ll send you some guap
i be getting to the green
im eating that guac
putting on for the team
we almost on top
imma get the streets clean wit a f-kk n-gga mop

- mill tiket lyrics

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