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turn my snake up - chuckyy lyrics

[intro]
nah, it ain’t no f*ckin’*
man, this n*gga
don’t do that sh*t, man
you know* you know how the f*ck we rockin’ man
love how that sh*t sound, count that sh*t in, you know
uh*uh

[verse]
we don’t shoot out cars, we want n*ggas dead, we really walk up and face sh*t
drac’ spin right on the top of the stars, you can see ’em if you look up, talkin’ bout wraith flipper
in the street like a regular n*gga, when i look at my momma, i remember i made it, uh
police stop me with card’s and cash, stop askin’ me questions, i left out the bank with it
fell in love with mopar’s for real, moe stompin’ the ride, this b*tch can’t hang with it
shawty keep askin’ me whats in my cup, same color of starburst, b*tch this drank in it
left pocket got blues in it, right pocket got pink 50’s, i feel like that fat n*gga
do a hit out a suv, he ain’t know it was us, he ain’t know wе catch n*ggas
i’ll throw any glock, i don’t discriminate, but i love them glocks with brеasts in it
folk out the window with chop, tryna beat up they block, but them n*ggas ain’t all got cap in ’em
and i ain’t gotta post no glock, tryna prove no point, if you know what you know, we clap n*ggas
still put on my mask and glove and sh*t, gotta know chuckyy ain’t just a rap n*gga
and i ain’t gon’ lie, i grew out of the switch, but use one so he could die quicker
and i don’t be f*ckin’ with snakes and sh*t, but turn me up, my slime hissin’
thousand miles away, she on my phone, she blowin’ me facetime kisses
(tsss)
turn my snake up for that pape, we slime n*ggas
we cruisin’ a bitty, trackhawk gliding, brrr hop out five n*ggas
you ain’t on that block, otf just gang, h*ll nah i don’t want no ties with you
he ain’t getting no money and you hanging with him?
stupid ass just leading the blind n*gga
right now recording a nick’ in my pocket, for that yo ass’ll sign n*gga
(tsss)
turn my snake up for that pape, we slime n*ggas
(tsss)
turn my snake up for that pape, we slime n*ggas
uhh, you jump in that water, get wet
you jump in that water you drown (die!)
thousand miles away, she on my phone, she blowin’ me facetime kisses
it ain’t sh*t to suit up* it ain’t sh*t to suit up (at all)
it ain’t sh*t to suit up (at all)
thousand miles away, she on my phone, she blowin’ me facetime kisses
(tsss)
turn my snake up for that pape, we slime n*ggas

[outro]
n*gga, its a lot of ’em dead
you n*ggas* you n*ggas is on the plate, you n*ggas is on the menu
you n*ggas is* you know?
f*ck would i wait?

- chuckyy lyrics

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