SNOW/AINT MY BRO Lyrics

Most of my niggas they movin real loose (yuh)

Stay riding round town wearin canadian goose (YEAH)

You mess with the big homie, you turn to go

And don't try to run when they aim it at you

I stay with the lucci

And YFN goonies (SIR)

That bih not a prize, i aint wifin no groupie

And best believe baby, I aint wifin no foolie (UH)

Want me to stay out the way, better sue me (GO)

No I ain't fallin for lies

And honestly why would you waste all my time? (YEAH)

I stay in the snow and I stay with the nines (HUH)

Bitch, I aint settle-ing (GO)

You wanna talk money then press it then

These Hunnids, my president

Nobody I know I aint fresher than

These niggas aint heavyweight (uh)

Pack out the Snow (snow)

If you want it go pack the snow

These niggas they movin like how

They waitin for chances to go

Pack out the Snow (snow)

If you want it go pack the snow

These niggas they movin like how

They waitin for chances to go

LUCAS ON DIS BIH

HUH, You aint my bro again (lets go)

Baby can you see my lens (yeah)

You tellin me baby what's happenin

Maybe my vision so blurry, cause that little bitty so heaven sent (heaven sent)

And My niggas grippin that 5, Im grippin that 5

Im standin on ten (STANDIN ON)

See, My niggas ready for everything (yeah, talm bout lil bruh)

So, I wouldn't really be testin shit

I see through the int-tri-ca-cy

These niggas really aint pushin shit (yeah)

Ride with the 40, my ruger, my clip, lil bitty what's happenin (shi)

My niggas driven around and shi, you say we bet we ain't spin again

Now why, move like a clown (YEAH)

Most of you niggas, you movin real foul

I see accusations in your files

I see, move of us wanna move wild (wild)

Tip, Tip, Tip-Toe

Slide by the cheveron, glock at ya nose (yeah)

I make sure the injuries are takin a toll (uh)

You sure that you wanna go

Woah, Woah, I ain't been dis side in a minute (AMINO)

Woah Woah, already knowin the circumstances

Subconsciously, I do this shit, the policy

Honesty

Fuck them boys up with a two piece from glocibee

Jolibee, Rick Owens match with the flower piece (YEAH)

Go to the top where I'm mafuckin posed to be

I am the child, please you cant not poster me (BEE)

Amino acid , you really cant sober me

Amino acid ,please do not get close to me (AYY)

Aint no one I know that could get ahold of me (BEE)

I look through my lens and honestly

I see the perfection, the king thats inside of me

Imperfection is a paranoid wife to me (UH)

I ain't one to be played with

HUH, You aint my bro again (OKAY)

Baby can you see my lens

You tellin me baby what's happenin (HAPPENIN)

Maybe my vision so blurry, cause that little bitty so heaven sent

And My niggas grippin that 5, Im grippin that 5

Im standin on ten (STANDIN ON)

See, My niggas ready for everything (yeah)

So, I wouldn't really be testin shit

I see through the int-tri-ca-cy (nah)

These niggas really aint pushin shit

Ride with the 40, my ruger, my clip, lil bitty what's happenin (shit)

My niggas driven around and shi, you say we bet we ain't spin again

(GO!)