Stop Snitchin

Lyrics

Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh!)
 I can smell a bitch nigga a mile away
 Type of nigga so bitch
 He should put "bitch-made" on his license plate (Bitch!)
 From that real shit
 You bitch niggas play hide and seek (Bitch-ass niggas)
 Me and bitch niggas, we don't conversate
 Bitch niggas love saying real niggas tryna hate (Bitch-ass nigga)
 But nah, nigga, I'm a real nigga, I had a bag up weight
 You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (Bitch)
 I can't stand how bitch niggas operate
 You's a bitch (Bitch), your mama know you a bitch (Bitch)
 Your girl even know you a bitch (Bitch)
 I don't know how she suck your dick, pause
 You got caught with some shit (Shit)
 With your best friend and your clique (Clique)
 Y'all got caught hittin' a lick (Hit)
 Everybody went down 'cause you snitched (Aw)
 Whoever raised you ain't do a good job at that (That)
 Ayy, whoever raised you need to get slapped
 Karma is a bitch and she gon' get you, nigga, just like that
 'Cause once a bitch nigga, always a bitch, facts
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh!)
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch niggas always contemplate
 Always contemplate what on they're tryna say
 Bitch nigga leave the house and think he fly today
 Bitch nigga don't even know what's about to come his way, bop
 Bitch nigga, you should bleed for seven days
 No testosterone, you scared to catch a fade
 I got in a fight and you ain't fight
 You ran off, so next time I see you, I'll knock you out on sight
 (Bing, bing, bing) Ayy, I don't want no rap beef
 'Cause I'm really gon' slide, check my wrap sheet (Check it, nigga)
 Ayy, so think twice before attacking me
 I'ma pull a gun out, I ain't gon' run, I ain't no athlete
 (Boom-boom-boom-boom!) You count the next man's pockets
 You fall, pillow talking to that bitch, she a hoe, you know she our's
 I hate a bitch nigga, I hate a bitch nigga, I swear to God
 I don't know what's worse, bitch niggas or alchohol
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh!)
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
02:29
Key
7
Tempo
90 BPM

Share

More Songs by YG

Albums by YG

Similar Songs