Tony Snell Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Time to hop up on the beat, these niggas fake as hell
I don't give a damn about a bitch, fuck her, at taco bell
My older brother had a blick, he was stuck in a cell
Hit a bitch from the back, got her out of her shell
Finna roll another blunt, get rid of the smell
I'm on the bench all game, call me Tony Snell
Ask if I would ever snitch, I know I wouldn't tell
Three times from the back till she hearin' the bell
If you wanna talk and shit, you better get back
Life really good when you smokin' on the good pack
Showin' off his clothes like he was spendin' a rack
Ass all out, my nigga, you full of your crack
Talk about my vision, nigga, you couldn't believe it
Bad bitch, thick as fuck, couldn't see how I leave shit
Out here, mad as fuck, I couldn't Kareem it
Dream shake , step back, Ray Allen, beam, bitch
She wanna fuck it up and she wanna swallow it
Bitch couldn't follow shit, I went on my hollow shit
Escobars on this verse, I'm on my Pablo shit
Finna go back on the track, what, but she chose to quit
Finna go back on this flow right quick
If you wanna talk about my shit, suck on my dick
But she wanna go leave because she wanted to spit
I finna go back on this verse, but let me hit this real quick
Time to hop up on the beat, these niggas fake as hell
I don't give a damn about a bitch, fuck her, at Taco Bell
My older brother had a blick, he was stuck in a cell
Hit a bitch from the back, got her out of her shell
Finna roll another blunt, get rid of the smell
I'm on the bench, all game, call me Tony Snell
Ask if I would ever snitch, I know I wouldn't tell
Three times from the back till she hearin' the bell
It's the second verse, Owskie came back up to bat
If you claimin' you was Shooter, you chose the wrong path
If you facin' life, sentence you definitely gone rat
Yeah, you a killer, but don't even know what's a gat
Yeah, you hard, but all you do is chit-chat
You can focus on your life, I'm grindin', doin' math
Workin' hard so I can just double my cash
Flex the bands while your shawty is throwin' it back
Time to hop up on the beat, these niggas fake as hell
I don't give a damn about a bitch, fuck her, at Taco Bell
My older brother had a blick, he was stuck in a cell
Hit a bitch from the back, got her out of her shell
I'm on the bench, all game, call me Tony Snell
Ask if I would ever snitch, I know I wouldn't tell
Ask if I would ever snitch, I know I wouldn't tell
Three times from the back till she hearin' the bell