Snitch - Joey Trap

My nigga I walk with a check

These shoes cost a rack so you know I’ma flex em

Just left the condo I’m dippin from Texas

My whip a space ship my family the jetsons

Look

I through 20 racks on my teeth

And 20 racks how much it cost for a feat

You niggas a sidewalk you not in the street

Your girl gave me top and said I tasted sweet

Yeah

You in a civic but this a benzo

I’m finna fuck and you in the friend zone

Calling me trap cus I got like ten phones

And we flying high everyday like a nigga

Jim Jones

Keep number 9 like I’m rondo

Fuck number 12 it’s Free Rondo

You niggas broke trust me I know

Check your girl insta she follow

But she don’t like none my picks

Prolly cus you always talking that shit

How about this you hop off of my dick

And right where you was we put your bitch lips