RRoxket - Sniffin Blow
[Intro]
Pink 10, nigga get me aroused
Pink 10, nigga get me aroused
[Verse 1]
Nigga sweet, he won't come out the house
Trap house wit a drake in the couch
After whippin, I'm takin it out
Let the dope dry on paper towel
My unc stabbin until he get out
Cut his tongue nigga runnin his mouth
I start robbin anytime it's a drought
I been lookin for nigga like scouts
Niggas hiding, they know what I'm bout
I keep hollerin BLATT out
If we spin nigga dead if he don’t crouch
Nigga jump in that water like trout
[Chorus]
Big bloody so BLATT what I shout
Opp pack, nigga blow in the clouds
I was broke, tryna take nigga down
I kick the door in
Give me that now
I sniff blo when nobody around
I won't go, I keep loading these rounds
I shot my opp
Go revive him, hе down
Wet nigga block up
I seen nigga drown
This nigga 5 feet but 6 feet in the ground
Finna slime nigga ass out for this pound
Slimе a nigga out for this pound
[Verse 2]
I was in the street fuck bout cap and a gown
Teach a nigga how to do a hit wit no sound
Nigga cook a brick, cook 36 ounce
Chicken, bawk bawk, ounce
I serve chicken
Bawk bawk, and I count
I'm wit swipe God, we swiping shit on my account
The j say my god bro, I cannot afford that amount
Opp drop on my Ipod
I told bro just follow the route
I'm chillin wit swipe God
Hit the atm wit money pouch
Wit a money pouch
Come to the trap house, this shit boomin, this shit bounce
Uh, I'm off a Xanax, drug using make me slouch
Uh, I'm off a Percocet, and I'm cruisin through the South
In my house, I got pints on my kitchen counter
I'm geekin, its pints on my kitchen counter
I don't got leave far
From my room to geek in time
If I told you I quit these percs, I'm freakin lying
Perkys on my kitchen counter
Pints all on my kitchen counter
I fuck this freak hoe, she say I'm an animal
Her pussy fat, it's shaped like toe of camel
The fye inside my hand, i ain't talkin bout candle
Percocet in this Porsche Cayenne
I lost handle
Turkey neck, she gave gobble neck, make me scramble
Nigga posted on that block, Julius Randle
Grab the Glock
Nigga shot a opp, in my sandals
Caught a opp, nigga put him on Fox
Channel
Me and Swipe God, bank account locked, did a scandal
I'm wit Swipe God, in this drop top, and it's manual
[Chorus]
Big bloody so BLATT what I shout
Opp pack, nigga blow in the clouds
I was broke, tryna take nigga down
I kick the door in
Give me that now
I sniff blo when nobody around
I won't go, I keep loading these rounds
I shot my opp
Go revive him, he down
Wet nigga block up
I seen nigga drown
This nigga 5 feet but 6 feet in the ground
Finna slime nigga ass out for this pound
Slime a nigga out for this pound
Pink 10, nigga get me aroused
Pink 10, nigga get me aroused
[Verse 1]
Nigga sweet, he won't come out the house
Trap house wit a drake in the couch
After whippin, I'm takin it out
Let the dope dry on paper towel
My unc stabbin until he get out
Cut his tongue nigga runnin his mouth
I start robbin anytime it's a drought
I been lookin for nigga like scouts
Niggas hiding, they know what I'm bout
I keep hollerin BLATT out
If we spin nigga dead if he don’t crouch
Nigga jump in that water like trout
[Chorus]
Big bloody so BLATT what I shout
Opp pack, nigga blow in the clouds
I was broke, tryna take nigga down
I kick the door in
Give me that now
I sniff blo when nobody around
I won't go, I keep loading these rounds
I shot my opp
Go revive him, hе down
Wet nigga block up
I seen nigga drown
This nigga 5 feet but 6 feet in the ground
Finna slime nigga ass out for this pound
Slimе a nigga out for this pound
[Verse 2]
I was in the street fuck bout cap and a gown
Teach a nigga how to do a hit wit no sound
Nigga cook a brick, cook 36 ounce
Chicken, bawk bawk, ounce
I serve chicken
Bawk bawk, and I count
I'm wit swipe God, we swiping shit on my account
The j say my god bro, I cannot afford that amount
Opp drop on my Ipod
I told bro just follow the route
I'm chillin wit swipe God
Hit the atm wit money pouch
Wit a money pouch
Come to the trap house, this shit boomin, this shit bounce
Uh, I'm off a Xanax, drug using make me slouch
Uh, I'm off a Percocet, and I'm cruisin through the South
In my house, I got pints on my kitchen counter
I'm geekin, its pints on my kitchen counter
I don't got leave far
From my room to geek in time
If I told you I quit these percs, I'm freakin lying
Perkys on my kitchen counter
Pints all on my kitchen counter
I fuck this freak hoe, she say I'm an animal
Her pussy fat, it's shaped like toe of camel
The fye inside my hand, i ain't talkin bout candle
Percocet in this Porsche Cayenne
I lost handle
Turkey neck, she gave gobble neck, make me scramble
Nigga posted on that block, Julius Randle
Grab the Glock
Nigga shot a opp, in my sandals
Caught a opp, nigga put him on Fox
Channel
Me and Swipe God, bank account locked, did a scandal
I'm wit Swipe God, in this drop top, and it's manual
[Chorus]
Big bloody so BLATT what I shout
Opp pack, nigga blow in the clouds
I was broke, tryna take nigga down
I kick the door in
Give me that now
I sniff blo when nobody around
I won't go, I keep loading these rounds
I shot my opp
Go revive him, he down
Wet nigga block up
I seen nigga drown
This nigga 5 feet but 6 feet in the ground
Finna slime nigga ass out for this pound
Slime a nigga out for this pound
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