Sett - Snap (feat. Finesse2Tymes) lyrics

Gualo made this
Once again, I'm locked in with TP
We finna make a hit

I brought the ho to the South (Vegas)
Sparked her up, put the ho on the map
P card up, turn shit-eaters down
(Turn 'em down)
Make a ho work, she gon' move off my
(Off the snap)
Vacuum seal shit and I rap (Rap)
Make everybody duck, king headtap (Headtap)
Handgun with a hundred rounds
(Hundred rounds)
Don't know what I made off the trap
(Off trappin')
Don't know what I made off the Crook
(Off that action)
The moves I pulled on 'em, niggas was shook
(Lil' boys)
Got locked and my money got took (Locked)
Had twenty hoes and they loaded my books
I'm Vato and Slimе Crook
You know I'm pullin' moves
Gotta keep that juke (That juke movе)
Cars, money, guns in the Crook
(Cars, money, guns)
Get hit in the phone, same shit
He ain't look (He ain't see it comin')

Come with me, baby, let's serve today
(Let's serve, babe)
Six 'bows, one hour, thirty-two hundred plays
(Thirty-two hundred) switch the VIN
She don't know it's the Wraith
Give her the switch
I'ma drive with the Drac'
(Drive with the Drac')
Six-four a bully, hit the lights and get away
(Bully)
Balenci' today, switch drip by the day (Drip)
Shoot five in fashion
Don't post shit for days (yeah)
More tension than the mafia
Put shit in the grave (The mafia)
Keep fast shit, we spin out, leave
It's crackin' (Leave out, it's crackin')
Keep all the Scats and the 'Cats and the hemi
(The hemi)
I see murder through my tunnel vision
(Murder vision) free Scottie and Savage
They don't never listen (Savage and Scottie)
Chapo a dog, just feed him (Chapo)
We pressure all night
Get the drop from the bitches (Bitches)
She know I give a fuck about feelings
(Fuck 'bout feelings)
She givin' me opps, she know how to get me
(Opp-ass nigga) fuck her, get out of there
Go back to spillin'
(Fuck the shit outta her)
Playin' with numbers, we uppin' the digit's
(Them numbers, digit's)
Get a lil' bit, then my middleman get it
(yeah)
Hustle and fuck, keep my rat bitch with me
(Lil' dog) stackin' the profit
They ain't on shit in the city
This AR-62 and it let off a sixty
(Sixty-round) he was trollin', his game end
Now he trendin' (Lame-ass nigga)
Let off sixty in a minute

I brought the ho to the South (Vegas)
Sparked her up, put the ho on the map
P card up, turn shit-eaters down
(Turn 'em down)
Make a ho work, she gon' move off my
(Off the snap)
Vacuum seal shit and I rap (Rap)
Make everybody duck, king headtap (Headtap)
Handgun with a hundred rounds
(Hundred rounds)
Don't know what I made off the trap
(Off trappin')
Don't know what I made off the Crook
(Off that action)
The moves I pulled on 'em, niggas was shook
(Lil' boys)
Got locked and my money got took (Locked)
Had twenty hoes and they loaded my books
I'm Vato and Slime Crook
You know I'm pullin' moves
Gotta keep that juke (That juke move)
Cars, money, guns in the Crook
(Cars, money, guns)
Get hit in the phone, same shit
He ain't look (He ain't see it comin')

Keep fast shit, we spin out, leave
It's crackin'
Keep all the Scats and the 'Cats and the hemi
I see murder through my tunnel vision
Free Scottie and Savage, they'll never listen
Chapo a dog, just feed him
We pressure all night
Get the drop from the bitches
She know I give a fuck about feelings
She givin' me opps, she know how to get me