snooze u lose

Lyrics

[verse 1] I had to get in my groove, you snooze you lose I move this tool, i do lil dude, cmon Eeuughh Cooking it fast just like a time lapse Hit it then pass it just like a pack Say he got the racks, what happened to that? Rap like a stick generate some 2's Stick just bang don't know how to stack Twin from the Mac, don't know how to drive I know some niggas still putting on masks I know some- Hating no me, i know some niggas still hating on- I know the opps still waiting on me Even yo friends still hating on you Even yo bitch still banking on you Yea that's that music i fuck with more Shout out to my roomy shit raise the board Bring that bitch to the show she gon hear the noise [verse 2] Persеrving the heat, pesеrving the pack, i don't send this shit out Yuh, these rap niggas wock, they pitching they pennies they taking my splits out, cmon cmon We cutting, we cutting of hands that stay tryna reach out Yuh, i type in the pin this brain can't kick out Maajins on his own shit I don't fuck with niggas i could dumb shit Brodi flick with the stick like a ben shit Niggas get around guns start henchin Lil nigga i'm not penny pinchin Fuck a video gang we inventing Watch my niggas hop out in that cadilac Keep the sneaking my palm we gon bench him These niggas they acting like divas They need to be on baddies east, i step on this beat You geeking and geek, niggas tweetin and tweet I'm a beast to the yeast, she a beast to the meat Step out, time, i am the masses Pulling his passes, don't need my glasses You in a hatchback im in a hatch in He want the cool points, he is not tapped in He-he-he is not tapped in, niggas be rivals Take archival, brrrand new carbon Jack my move list, jack my shit Goddamn what's next, lil boy he starvin Send them cars in, shoot like Harden Okay start then, Valet parking Can ya parsis, i'm a martian You got marked one, i mark at ten I got mark two, i blow shit up Niggas ask me what i get up Got some bread up, got my drip up Catch yo bitch in Yoga Fitness All them racks green, bitch no kizness Won't go broke, won't grinch no Christmas Yuhh, like ram niggas on my hitlists [verse 3] These niggas be fake it's time to come to life I'm outa sight, i'm bouta say in France i'm biting bites I got it nice, i eat it rice.. yea Got this shit right, laced up my tights I'm in the game i'm ready to end it I love grinding, my eyes fall and i'm ready to spend it Day and night i bust my ass the say i'm lyyying Can't tell you in my, life I don't know how i, try What had happened? [outro] EYES UP, EYES UP, EYES UP, EYES UP