[Verse 1:]
I really feel like I should preface this
So no one's protesting and raising their fists
I don't do illegal stuff
My neighborhood ain't rough
I'm from a town, I ain't hood
Okay, now that we are all good
Let's talk about snitches
Reporting ditches
They tell what you're up to
And make up stuff that isn't true
They're at every level of society
They do deserve all their notoriety
Rich snitches, poor snitches, middle-cla** snitches
Want to send you to prison to get ditches
I hope snitches never get no wealth
I have experience with ‘em myself
Money is better because it doesn't betray you
Money is better because it can buy Trues
[Hook:]x2
There's a lotta snitches out there
Snitching about petty stuff
Snitchin' ‘cause they don't got no money
And they're jealous of the people who do
The people who get money and live life
Snitches
Snitches
Snitches they snitchin'
And I don't like those hatin' snitches
Snitches
Snitches
Snitches
[Verse 2:]
I like the paper, the green
I like to sip on the lean
I don't waste time with hard girls, no “what do you mean”
Like my money, I want my car to be green
Want my pockets to be fat, don't want em slim
My favorite show used to be Invader Zim
Money is green like Invader Zim
I like fast cars with gold or silver rims
All this paper, call me Michael Scott
I spit bars, I spit fire that's hot
My jeans will be green like a gra** blade
If I had a lightsaber, it would have a green blade
Because green is the color of money
At concerts I'll be hyper like the energizer bunny