Pop Smoke, Quavo, Future – Snitching

Pop Smoke, Quavo, Future Snitching

Pop Smoke, Quavo, Future – Snitching Lyrics

Artist: Pop Smoke, Quavo, Future
Song: Snitching

So, you got the job doing what?
Bro, I get payed to snitch now, n#gg#
It’s really classified, I can’t really talk about this sh#t, my n#gg#
Oh, my God

Only reason I’m tellin you this, ’cause you my boy
But don’t **** with me, you see what I did to Roger
You seen what I did to Roger
Forty years

He had forty years?
Forty years, b#tch, you don’t wanna sign that plee
Forty years
Damn

Buddah blessed this beat
Look at my status, no, I’m not braggin’, no I’m not average
b#tch want a Patek, I bought her a whip and I told her to stop naggin’
Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin’, I bought it back in

The club is packed in, step in your city we goin’ in
Drop the top, let’s blow the wind
**** the cops, we goin’ big
n#gg#s out here hate the kid, ’cause I’m runnin’ up when supposed tp be dead

b#tch, I’m a player, n#gg# was trappin’, then checkin’ the mail, yeah
Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I’m handin’ out bills
These n#gg#s dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah
The way that you playin’ (Ayy), n#gg#s be out here workin’ with 12

Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin’
Uh (Woo), damn, snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin’

Uh (Snitchin’)
Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin
Damn (Woo), snitchin’

n#gg#s be out here snitchin
They workin’, they clockin’, they watchin’
No stoppin, no options, we ballin’, we poppin’
We goin’, let’s go get money, get mo’ for sure

I got it, and there’s plenty mo’ on the boat
n#gg# we came from the bottom
Yes, it’s time for the boss to toast
Me and the dog got collars

We puttin’ diamonds on top of the chokers
**** n#gg#, come in the lane
We droppin’ him off like a floater
I ain’t gon’ mention his name

But of he do, then it’s like that and it’s over
Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin’
Uh (Woo), damn, snitchin’

n#gg#s be out here snitchin’
Uh (Snitchin’)
Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin

Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin
Said I pull up in Amiri, got ninas attached
Walk in the buildin’, I shake up the room

**** on your lady, no feelings attached
Don’t talk out your mouth ’cause she holdin’ the room
Yeah, yeah, walk in
Then walk up out it

There’s never a day I don’t walk without it
Shoot a n#gg#, never talk about it
‘Cause these n#gg#s be rats, yeah
I had to shoot it in class (Class)

I had the ninas attached
**** and run, see I had the b#tch badge (Woo)
If Quavo told me get him, then I’ma do the dash (I’ma go and dab)
Yeah, dash (Dash), I take off like a rocket (Yeah)

Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin’
Uh (Woo), damn, snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin’

Uh (Snitchin’)
Damn (Woo), snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin
Damn (Woo), snitchin’

n#gg#s be out here snitchin
Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown
Pick a town, I get down
Chrome hearts, chrome hearts

b#tches love my style
Look at how my wrist glow, huh
Two-fifty just for the watch, uh
Posted on the block, I was servin’ for dollar

I got a wave, it’s a amazing, Margiela
Audemar, water vendetta
Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel
I got racks in my pocket

I’m havin’ my way with these hoes
Charlie in love with my diamonds
She love how they twinkle
She love how they glist and they glow

Pour up a four like I’m young Tony Stoke
Went in they head, 99, now I’m the GOAT
Went in a winner, pull up like a GOAT
Trippin’ and spillin’, now that sh#t on the floor

Came from the gutter, that’s word from the bro
I’m Evel Knievel, these n#gg#s some divas
I’m really havin’ more hits than The Beatles
I was out trappin’ with keys like Alicia

I be finessin’ my plug, got it cheaper
Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers
Hey
I’m on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers

Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh
Switch up the flow for the visual
Just so you know that I’m spiritual
All of my money identical

Bluefaces, bluefaces keep me a hundred
They on the woo sh#t
n#gg#s gon’ shoot your sh#t
You ain’t no woo, n#gg#

You ain’t gon’ do sh#t
Damn, snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’

n#gg#s be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
n#gg#s be out here snitchin uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’

n#gg#s be out here snitchin uh (Snitchin’)
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From the album:
Shoot For The Stars Aim For The Moon [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020