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snake vnm - proper route lyrics

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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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