snake vnm - proper route lyrics
i’m the hottest out, don’t believe me shut your mouth
and ima lay him out, pistol whip him like we from the south
chasin’ clout, i know that’s what you about
i found the proper route, came from the slums that stuff got really loud
and i run up your man say i’m not scared to shoot
if he talkin’ on me say i’m not scared of you
give him ptsd he get cold like the flu
if you know me you know i got rich out the blue
and i had to come out, take a stand with the troops
hit him up, shoot him up, drive away in the coupe
we like animals, hungry, and our prey is you
hollow tips do some damage they come after you
see his body drop, and i’m gonna leavе it to rot
call up snake vnm, pull up in his whip and it’s hot
i’m just asking for your life, i’m not asking a lot
when hе see me, get to running, then i take my shot
sneak up on him don’t expect it pop em drop em leave em on the floor
i ran his pockets, only 20? really thought that he’d have more
i pulled my 9, he said we cool, and i said nah man that’s before
send mom a card that say i’m sorry, but he’s still on life support
they think that i’m playing basketball sent me to court
i called a lawyer got me out then get revenge and nothing more
they threaten him said “watch your back” then ima use my last resort
big homie askin’ for a 9, i said its inside of the drawer
the cops come knockin’ say this yours? and in they hand they got a glock
when i said no they look at me and said start countin’ down the clock
i slammed the door then called up homie said they tryna make me talk
he said just act like you don’t know you left him laying there in chalk
he said they come at night for answers better keep all your doors locked
and they stay acting like we all are k!llers cuz we from the block
you gotta look out for the opps keep yo eyes sharp just like a hawk
we got the drop on one of them we leave his family in shock
see me in the street, i’m bouta go far
flow too sick, like it got sars
and i got the beef, homie i got bars
they rattin’ on me, they think that they hard
lemme mention one thing
gotta have my strap
gotta have my bling
gotta have my mac
gotta have these things
i’m about to sink
right into my mind
don’t get left behind
i just want to see
what i can really be
i’m not really tryin’
never catch me cryin’
but inside i’m dying
i ain’t really lying
sit up on my lap
i’m bouta make it clap
baby just relax
get out that door
boy i ain’t poor
bouta hit my core
you act like you four
when you ask for more
you know im finna act
get me on dis track
that is a fact
you know you lack
put dis on the shelf
i ain’t no elf
i talk to myself
ain’t worried bout health
when i’m alone
i’m in my zone
call up yo phone
shoot up yo home
take off my robe
give you my probe
i’m the hottest out, don’t believe me shut your mouth
and ima lay him out, pistol whip him like we from the south
chasin’ clout, i know that’s what you about
i found the proper route, came from the slums that stuff got really loud
and i run up your man say i’m not scared to shoot
if he talkin’ on me say i’m not scared of you
give him ptsd he get cold like the flu
if you know me you know i got rich out the blue
and i had to come out, take a stand with the troops
hit him up, shoot him up, drive away in the coupe
we like animals, hungry, and our prey is you
hollow tips do some damage they come after you
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