Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SNOW, artist - 83HADES. Date of issue: 21.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
SNOW |
| Problem child, I got issues |
| If you leave right now, I won’t miss you |
| Got the beam right now, it might hit you |
| It’s OK 'lil shawty, whatchu been through? |
| Now everybody mad 'cause I stack up |
| I just got me a bag like I’m Santa |
| Two girls on my sleeve, no kappa |
| And she love the cocaine what she after |
| Bitch I’m the devil need a pastor |
| Everybody wanna be a fuckin' rapper |
| All black in the Ghost, like I’m Casper |
| Codeine what I sip, I’ma trapper |
| She used to be a dream, now she nightmare |
| Out of hell, I got demon in my stare |
| And they say I’m gon' die, but I don’t care |
| Big R’s in this bitch, 'cause I’m very rare |
| 'Lil bro said he won’t run my fade |
| And you know I’m pullin' up, I got the 12 gauge |
| Things are getting better, but they won’t stay |
| I’ma die real young, fuck old age |
| Left me feelin' hopeless like a cold case |
| I’ve been smoking big woods, that’s all day |
| Gimme all the money, put it to his face |
| Pull up to his spot, then I’m finna raid |
| I’m just really tryna fuck, why you bein' lame, shawty? |
| If I’m in the fuckin' club then I’m killin' everybody |
| I just want all of the money, fuck the fame, nothin' but it |
| And I’m all up in her ribs, and I’m all up in her stomach |
| If you move too quick, grab the pistol then I dump it |
| I’ma really get it thumpin' when I pull up to the function |
| I don’t trust no one, so I’m quick to make assumptions |
| When I up the fuckin' pistol, all them boys start runnin |
| Ain’t love no thot, fell in love with the block |
| Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, Robin jeans what I rock |
| I ain’t never had shit, so I move crack rock |
| Game blues in this bitch, stuff it up with moon rock |
| Choppa sending shots, make that boy fuckin' moon walk |
| Pay me first 'lil hoe, I don’t wanna hear you talk |
| Know I’m all in her jaw, yea that shit got rocked |
| And I’m really with the static, you don’t wanna get shocked |
| Got a big 4 Glock, sending shots, drop the top |
| Drop my balls in the bitch, yea I call that New Years |
| We don’t fuck with no lames, yea you boys all queer |
| You don’t scare me, you a pussy, I don’t have no fear |
| Walk in Barney’s, spend a bag, used to shop at Sears |
| Tear drops on my face, 'cause my bro not here |
| And I had to hit 100, 'cause there’s 12 in the rear |
| Please do not come close, don’t even come near |
| I’ve been movin with the snow |
| I’ve been movin with the snow |
| I’ve been movin with the dope |
| I’ve been movin with the blow |
| Credit card, I’m sniffin snow |
| Credit card, I’m sniffin snow |
| Credit card, I’m sniffin snow |
| Credit card, I’m sniffin snow |
| I’ve been movin' with my pole now |
| Movin' lots of snow now |
| Really gonna show out |
| This pistol finna blow out |
| Think I might just go M.I.A |
| Can’t get out of my head |
| It pains me like a migraine |
| She do whatever I say |
| Walk up with a pipe, aye |
| Who needs them a pint? |
| Aye |
| I don’t really like the light |
| Cruisin' in the night |
| Just might snatch your wife |
| Grab my blade, my knife |
| Goodbye to your life, hoe |
| Bitch I shoot like Michael |
| I’m demon, bitch I’m psycho |
| I’m taking your life, hoe |