Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Snipe, artist - Popp Hunna. Album song Mud Baby, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.12.2020
Record label: Popp Hunna
Song language: English
Young Snipe |
Baow, let’s go |
Brrrt, let’s go (Slayer) |
Hold up, hmm, hmm, I’m sayin' like |
(Ayy yo' DJ, bring the shit back) |
Man, I got on fresh forces with a |
With a white polo tee and an all black blicky (Damn) |
I’m the hottest nigga in the city (Say what?) |
And I can’t name another nigga in the city fuckin' with me, like (Let's go) |
Only drive the whip if it don’t got keys (Got keys), huh |
Oh, I got that gat to go where opp squeeze (Bow, bow), huh |
Yeah, he got that, but he ain’t got these |
Catch me trippin' 'bout a thot, hmm, bitch please |
And my main jawn want a Birkin (Want a Birkin) |
I said she better work the middle 'til that motherfuckin' hurtin' |
'Til it get to bussin', get to squirtin' (Get to squirtin') |
I told her eat the dick up, don’t gag, no burpin' |
I’m a young nigga lick, hit a young snipe (Young snipe) |
Fresh to death, like a baby, no wipe (No wipe) |
Keep a strap, you would think I’m a dyke (I'm a dyke) |
If it’s static, we gon' get you on sight (On sight) |
Uh, I’m in a party with my ice on (Ice) |
And my shit gon' dance, you ain’t gotta turn the lights on (Bling) |
She suck it good, she the right jawn |
And then I’ma |
with my motherfuckin' bikes on |
Hundred, hundred, hundred bussin' out my pants, huh |
If you add it up, that’s a hundred bands (Yeah), huh |
What I spent a week probably your advance, huh |
Told her that I jigg, girl, I don’t dance (Let's go) |
Wanna see me? |
Bitch, you better catch an Uber (Catch an Uber) |
He a bitch, but he claim he a shooter (Brrt, bow) |
run down with the ruger |
Throw a shot, hit your top, your medulla (Huh) |
Uh, now you’re dead, dead (Huh?) |
With a motherfuckin' bullet in your head, head (Huh?) |
Huh, yeah, heard what I said, said (Huh?) |
That’s gon' happen if you’re playin' with my bread, bread (Huh?) |
'Cause I’m a young nigga lick, hit a young snipe (Young snipe) |
Fresh to death, like a baby, no wipe (No wipe) |
Keep a strap, you would think I’m a dyke (I'm a dyke) |
If it’s static, we gon' get you on sight (On sight) |