letra de cant say much - opi1k
[intro: lawsy]
swear i’ll never sign a f-ckin’ deal
he never got shot, he gon’ find how it feel
i’m ready to shoot, i’m ready to k!ll
i ain’t gon’ sign ’til i make me a mil
[?] only one
why am i not good enough?
yeah, uhh
i gotta snitch, can’t say too much (lawsy, pick up)
[chorus]
i gotta snitch, can’t say too much
i f-ckin’ that b-tch and i know she a sl-t
i’m makin’ money and i’m stackin’ it up
i’m robbin’ the plug, i’ll run off with his stuff
ba-bad b-tches on me, i’m way too up
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch and i don’t give a f-ck
i took me my first perc and fell in love
and she wanna twerk on me, she in love
[verse]
she got a mask, i’m still finna pipe
i f-ck it and leave, i don’t stay the night
her main [?], got that boy tight
you ain’t a thug, all i asked you was [?]
that hoe met me and my ass changed her type
in love with the money, drugs and getting high
he talkin’ that [?], then you bet i’ma slide
[?] stay nby my side
he say he want smoke, then you bet i’ma pull up
gas so strong, in that b-tch doing pullups
he sending the clip and it look like a ruler
blue gas and you bet i’ma roll up
blue pack and you bet i’ma flip it
i love with the benjamins and the b-tches
you got somethin’ i want, then you bet i’ma get it
in love with the racks, i be countin’ digits
glock 19, stay on my hip
he said it’s smoke, then i’m lettin’ it rip
and she wanna f-ck, off the f-ckin’ rail
i’m leavin’ that b-tch, give a f-ck how she feel
i swear i’ll never sign a f-ckin’ deal
he never got shot, he gon’ find how it feel
i’m ready to shoot, i’m ready to k!ll
i ain’t gon’ sign ’til i make me a mil
[chorus]
i gotta snitch, can’t say too much
i f-ckin’ that b-tch and i know she a sl-t
i’m makin’ money and i’m stackin’ it up
i’m robbin’ the plug, i’ll run off with his stuff
ba-bad b-tches on me, i’m way too up
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch and i don’t give a f-ck
i took me my first perc and fell in love
and she wanna twerk on me, she in love
i gotta snitch, can’t say too much
i f-ckin’ that b-tch and i know she a sl-t
i’m makin’ money and i’m stackin’ it up
i’m robbin’ the plug, i’ll run off with his stuff
ba-bad b-tches on me, i’m way too up
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch and i don’t give a f-ck
i took me my first perc and fell in love
and she wanna twerk on me, she in love
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