Lyrics Snap It - SR

Snap It

DT5 on the beat
Senseii
Two in the dots, or the steady (Man down, man down)
Snap it, stuff it, slap it
Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)
Knife on spleen, on fleek
How many yutes been chinged up already?
(Woo)
Gyal get beat and dash
I got my white ting givin' out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)
Two in the dots, or the steady (Man down, man down)
Snap it, stuff it, slap it
Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)
Knife on spleen, on fleek
How many yutes been chinged up already?
(Woo)
Gyal get beat and dash
I got my white ting givin' out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)
I got my white ting givin' out necky
So she wants a South London boy for brekky (Brekky)
You know I crash man’s heady
The opps them know what I’m on already (Yeah)
We’ve been over there like jezzies
With the flick knife, the gang get messy (Mess)
My young G’s step with a big ting
With a clip in
They aim for head, not a leggy (And again)
Best jump out and attack them man
They know that my niggas cheffy (Cheffy)
Backroad, man get kweffy
I shot man’s bae, I’m armed and deadly (Dangerous)
Two in a dots, or a steady
Your heart ain’t in if you bum man belly (Woo)
Screw and shams in the back of the ride
Buy the hand ting, no way, shelly
I can never put trust in a jezzy
I slapped on a Jimmy and dig out her belly (Bah)
The beef is nothing like Tom and Jerry
Man tryna fry man and leave him eggy (Eggy)
OT spot, man smash other grub
And collect them breadies (Breads)
OT spot, man smash other grub
And collect them breadies (Bread)
Two in the dots, or the steady (Snap, snap)
Snap it, stuff it, slap it
Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)
Knife on spleen, on fleek
How many yutes been chinged up already?
(Woo)
Gyal get beat and dash
I got my white ting givin' out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)
Two in the dots, or the steady (Man down, man down)
Snap it, stuff it, slap it
Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)
Knife on spleen, on fleek
How many yutes been chinged up already?
(Woo)
Gyal get beat and dash
I got my white ting givin' out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)
Neck, neck, neck, neck (Gyal get)
Gyal get beat and dash yo neck (Yo neck)
She said that the black could’ve birded the sweet, the juice
So I push 5 deep in her neck (Neck)
Run a man down in my Airs like Digdat
But I ain’t try hold the fivest stretch (Lou)
Lou my carter, push in your brother
Doin' it like Taz' instead (Yes)
Shotgun same size as my little lets
Close one eye and kweff (Bah)
I was in prison, counting the days
Thinking about the money that was lying in my bed
SO den try make me stressed
They say that the TV under my desk (Boom)
The first day I stepped out of jail arse
Bad B snap me, show me, she wet (Show me)
It’s funny that they know me when I was riding
Times, didn’t know me then (No)
.15, put a scar in a big man’s face
Why?
'Cah he try line bro in the ends
You must be ments', Siraq tug
Jump out and buss from skengs (Buss it)
Splash man up like the River Thames
We’re always tryna find these GMs (Wavy)
Two in the dots, or the steady (Man down, man down)
Snap it, stuff it, slap it
Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)
Knife on spleen, on fleek
How many yutes been chinged up already?
(Woo)
Gyal get beat and dash
I got my white ting givin' out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck, neck)
Two in the dots, or the steady (Man down, man down)
Snap it, stuff it, slap it
Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)
Knife on spleen, on fleek
How many yutes been chinged up already?
(Woo)
Gyal get beat and dash
I got my white ting givin' out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck, neck)