a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

sneakk & kiingrod - no post lyrics

[intro]
rbe x sob that’s the gang b+tch

[verse 1: sneakk]
hopped out the porsche just to hop in my bag
got workin’ at wendy’s to jump in the jag
they heard i’m next and these suckers got mad
ten bands on my neck and a few in the stash
stick on my hip and a mace in her bag
a trip with my b+tch and a trip for my bag
line on my waist, so i limp and i sag
you can get tapped, f+ck around and get tagged
b+tch n+gga
all it takes not a rich n+gga
stick wit’ me, hit you and yo’ clique n+gga
these red balmain’s, i don’t do the true jeans
i hopped out, shoot the clip, ain’t no movie scenes
married to the street, the glock is my wedding ring
og’s still sliding’ with the baby thing
boss market i be outside everyday
you say you slidin’, i know i’m slidin’, so it’s give or take
you couldn’t live this life if you want to
you ain’t ‘bout that life, n+gga tell the truth
n+ggas walk around really like they bulletproof
tryin’ live this life, don’t get comfortable

[chorus: sneakk]
keep it on my i don’t really want that smoke (want that smoke)
you the realest that ever tweet a post (tweet a post)
slide up to your side, i swear we’re seein’ ghosts (seein’ ghosts)
take a picture in your hood, drank a post (drank a post)

[verse 2: kiingrod]
let me keep it lit, who is you, no one knows
too much talk on the ‘net, yeah that sh+t gettin’ old
i ain’t wit’ all that flexin’, i don’ ran through a hundred
but i’m done saving n+ggas, ya’ll gon’ feel how i’m comin’
d+d+dripped in designer, five bands for a fit
god i love the way it feels in a new gucci suit
i don’t do the internet, leave the streets where it is
‘cause i don’t really got time for no tweets, you a b+tch
momma prayin’ that i stay safe and stay out the way
she keep tellin’ me they callin’ and say i got any day
ot with the b+tch, new stacks everyday
when that day come bye, put the code in the safe
never worry ‘bout no one, got the gang right here
i got caught slippin’ once and it made ya’ll year
jokes up, came back, can’t say much of it
sob x rbe, yeah, we the main topic

[chorus: sneakk)
keep it on my i don’t really want that smoke (want that smoke)
you the realest that ever tweet a post (tweet a post)
slide up to your side, i swear we’re seein’ ghosts (seein’ ghosts)
take a picture in your hood, drank a post (drank a post)
keep it on my i don’t really want that smoke (want that smoke)
you the realest that ever tweet a post (tweet a post)
slide up to your side, i swear we’re seein’ ghosts (seein’ ghosts)
take a picture in your hood, drank a post (drank a post)

- sneakk kiingrod lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS