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[Intro] RBE X SOB that's the gang bitch [Verse 1: Sneakk] Hopped out the Porsche just to hop in my bag Got workin' at Wendy's to jump in the Jag They heard I'm next and these suckers got mad Ten bands on my neck and a few in the stash Stick on my hip and a mace in her bag A trip with my bitch and a trip for my bag Line on my waist, so I limp and I sag You can get tapped, fuck around and get tagged Bitch nigga All it takes not a rich nigga Stick wit' me, hit you and yo' clique nigga These red Balmain's, I don't do the True jeans I hopped out, shoot the clip, ain't no movie scenes Married to the street, the Glock is my wedding ring OG's still sliding' with the baby thing Boss market I be outside everyday You say you slidin', I know I'm slidin', so it's give or take You couldn't live this life if you want to You ain't 'bout that life, nigga tell the truth Niggas walk around really like they bulletproof Tryin' live this life, don't get comfortable [Chorus: Sneakk] Keep it on my I don't really want that smoke (Want that smoke) You the realest that ever tweet a post (Tweet a post) Slide up to your side, I swear we're seein' ghosts (Seein' ghosts) Take a picture in your hood, drank a post (Drank a post) [Verse 2: Kiingrod] Let me keep it lit, who is you, no one knows Too much talk on the 'net, yeah that shit gettin' old I ain't wit' all that flexin', I don' ran through a hundred But I'm done saving niggas, ya'll gon' feel how I'm comin' D-D-Dripped in designer, five bands for a fit God I love the way it feels in a new Gucci suit I don't do the internet, leave the streets where it is 'Cause I don't really got time for no tweets, you a bitch Momma prayin' that I stay safe and stay out the way She keep tellin' me they callin' and say I got any day OT with the bitch, new stacks everyday When that day come bye, put the code in the safe Never worry 'bout no one, got the gang right here I got caught slippin' once and it made ya'll year Jokes up, came back, can't say much of it SOB X RBE, yeah, we the main topic [Chorus: Sneakk) Keep it on my I don't really want that smoke (Want that smoke) You the realest that ever tweet a post (Tweet a post) Slide up to your side, I swear we're seein' ghosts (Seein' ghosts) Take a picture in your hood, drank a post (Drank a post) Keep it on my I don't really want that smoke (Want that smoke) You the realest that ever tweet a post (Tweet a post) Slide up to your side, I swear we're seein' ghosts (Seein' ghosts) Take a picture in your hood, drank a post (Drank a post)