lirik lagu snowy (us) – blocked
[chorus]
b~tches know i’m coming for them
real from fake, i had to sort ’em
peeped my shoes but can’t afford them
diamonds dancing, can’t ignore them
hold up, these b~tches slowed up
hoping that i let up
opponents never show up
never let up on these hoes, b~tches yelling, “stop”
came from the bottom, gonna end up on the top
i don’t go nowhere for free, i’m always on the clock
hit my phone on some bummy sh~t, you always getting blocked
[verse 1]
prideful b~tch, i pay my own bills
front my own gigs, buy my own heels
what i need from a n~gga? what i need?
broke b~tches follow the rules, the baddest follow my lead
if a n~gga insecure, i can smell it
sniff these n~gga out, he got a p~ssy, he should sell it
these friendly motherf~ckers really hating, i can tell it
’cause i pay it all in cash or i could buy it with my credit
run the marathon, these b~tches run the race
i cash my checks with a smile on my face
the sweetest cat, he just love how it taste
but before he grab his spoon, i make my n~gga say his grace
[chorus]
b~tches know i’m coming for them
real from fake, i had to sort ’em
peeped my shoes but can’t afford them
diamonds dancing, can’t ignore them
hold up, these b~tches slowed up
hoping that i let up
opponents never show up
never let up on these hoes, b~tches yelling, “stop”
came from the bottom, gonna end up on the top
i don’t go nowhere for free, i’m always on the clock
hit my phone on some bummy sh~t, you always getting blocked
[verse 2]
log on to your fake page just to see what i’m up to
i been getting money, eating good and my ass grew
these b~tches giving opinions, but n0body asked you
eye is on the prize, guess i’m looking right past you
always digging in my bag, call me mary poppins
come around these talking b~tches sh~t just get to stopping
may be pretty, but i’m mean
parents crazy, got they genes
make a movie with my n~gga, he ain’t never calling scene
he keeps my picture on his screen
how all that ass fit in them jeans?
put you on the practice squad, can’t put you on the team, nope
please do not talk to me, talk to the hand
i got my fam, i’m not f~cking with friends
i got my own, so i say when to spend
just let the bank, gotta go back again
[chorus]
b~tches know i’m coming for them
real from fake, i had to sort ’em
peeped my shoes but can’t afford them
diamonds dancing, can’t ignore them
hold up, these b~tches slowed up
hoping that i let up
opponents never show up
never let up on these hoes, b~tches yelling, “stop”
came from the bottom, gonna end up on the top
i don’t go nowhere for free, i’m always on the clock
hit my phone on some bummy sh~t, you always getting blocked
[outro]
always gettin’ blocked
hit my phone on some bummy sh~t
hit my phone on some bummy sh~t, you always getting blocked
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