Snow On Da Bluff ft. Iamtk Peso Lyrics

You lost yo bag I'm still up

Big drum on the Glock call it Pun

We on yo ass you can't go nowhere or have no fun

They took one we took three

Niggas dying if its beef

I'm not guilty I ain't finna take a plea

Put that chopstick on him

Peso need you gone I'm sliding for my big brother

On the road wit pieces like a puzzle

How you get yo ass beat and yo piece was on you

Man down we did some shit but we ain't speaking on it

Riding wit it I ain't never slipping

Caught them niggas out and that shit ain't end pretty

Man these niggas even getting caught outside the city

Six choppas in the car six six hunnits like Breezy

Load the coin up I'm on the road wit it

I ain't worried bout the Opps I'm getting money out of town

The shoes that I got on you probably can't pronounce

Pull off on the boys they always tryna shake us down

We really shoot guns you don't want no problem with us

If you aint tryna smoke shit you ain't riding wit us

Faker than snow on the bluff one gun ain't enough

I'll get you smoked for the price of Runtz

Look

About a bitch I get her light as fuck

Eat the dick up without asking that's my type of slut

Two piece pull up wit that fire come and light you up

I heard yo bag running low you better tighten up

He want smoke then fuck it sign him up

Call lil bro to make a hit they think he signed to us

Running to that bag so long I ain't got time for nothing

End a nigga sentence quick if ain't no commas coming

Line them hoes up I want the baddest one

Niggas started running outta breath so as they had they run

Free Zell let my nigga out I wish he had a bond

Spend a check really been a catch you just catching on

Bitches pressed tryna be the next bitch I'm fucking on

Call the pits get to biting shit ain't no muzzle on

Ken pull up let the chop sing like a couple song

You know I'm shooting if I ever see my brother blowing

Bro good with the shot you should see his form

New Glock it'll send you up there wit the Lord

He saw his brother get popped and he aint come back for him

Black Buffs and they purple like the Ravens

New Glock black and stainless

I ain't coming I can't bring it

Y'all be talking all that shit but be snitching on them cases

We coming in we impatient

Everybody with me dangerous

We really step on shit that's why they hate us