Top Songs By SnapKooln
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SnapKooln
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Fredro you a genuine for this
You get the cash you do the dash no looking back (yeah)
Bally yo drip lean you gon sip
That's big old facts
40 on my hip let that bih rip
If a nigga trip (yeah)
Pockets like blimps walk wit a limp
Big Playa no simp (facts)
I Pull up in foreign I never do boring she gotta be freaky (yes)
Head in the morning I smoking 3.5s tryna get geeky (gas)
I Count up the bands I do it by hand then recount again (rackz)
She calling her friends I'm swimming Ben's Fish tail benz (skirt)
I'm changing game you chasing the fame I'm bringing the pain
She sucking me dry head on her shoulders call it good brain (geesh)
My foot on the gas Erasing my pass
I try not crash (skirt)
Im chasing a bag I want the whole stash I don't do half
I was acting dogish (in these streetz) chasing this cat
I can hit pussy (knock it out the park) like a baseball bat
Rock a lil Bally rock a Lil Prada from shopping at Sak
4 pockets full (like Lil Baby) that's big ole facts
Fuk a Benz I'm tryna pull up in wraiths
Make a 100 stash half in the safe
Ocean diamonds your fresh out the lake
I'm Dripping sauce yours up for debate
You just started yeah I been getting cake
Yo Shawty like it yeah she all on my page
At my shows tryna meet face to face
My diamonds yellow guess the sun out day
Yo style coo but I'm radical
Yo hoes cute but they Amateurs
I call the shots like a referee
SnapKooln got the recipe
GTK til the death me
Bentley matte white plug talk
Got Ta Know we don't cost
Wrap them up then we ship them off
Chase a bag then we spend a bag
Writer(s): Vincent Maddox
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