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Snitch

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Snitch

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Six foot ditch for my snitch

Paparazzi on my ass like click click click

When you see me please don't ask who I'm with

Bentayga with the mask Givenchy on my wrist

Six foot ditch for my snitch

Paparazzi on my ass like click click click

When you see me please don't ask who I'm with

Bentayga with the mask Givenchy on my wrist

Ahh, I'm like a super white boy

Kingpins call me decoy

Quit the label fuck the prezzy he's my bitch boy

White Ferrari black Ducati I just switch toys

Wasn't getting checks fast enough

Put the camera by the bed I got em fast enough

Put the cash in Saint Laurent and then I fasten up

Just flew first class from I don't give a fuck

Lies, lies, lies, lies

Bitch I got eyes eyes eyes eyes

Six foot ditch for my snitch

Paparazzi on my ass like click click click

When you see me please don't ask who I'm with

Bentayga with the mask Givenchy on my wrist

Six foot ditch for my snitch

Paparazzi on my ass like click click click

When you see me please don't ask who I'm with

Bentayga with the mask Givenchy on my wrist

Rest in peace to my backstabbers

Baby face full of drugs like a trapper

They think I'm nice when I smile but I'm a bastard

Put your hands on me and get locked up like Dr. Nassar

Grew up south so I love my cash

Talkin' Johnny Cash bitch I'm talkin' dyin' fast

So talk your shit through jealous lips

And kiss my fuckin ass

God blessed me with some pipes laced in golden brass

Lies lies lies lies

Bitch I got eyes eyes eyes eyes

Six foot ditch for my snitch

Paparazzi on my ass like click click click

When you see me please don't ask who I'm with

Bentayga with the mask Givenchy on my wrist

Six foot ditch for my snitch

Paparazzi on my ass like click click click

When you see me please don't ask who I'm with

Bentayga with the mask Givenchy on my wrist

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