Sniffin Blow

Lyrics

[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 blow 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