Anilyst - SnapBacks Remix lyrics

Imma just rap Ice what up [Verse 1]: One, two, f** a ho three Young dude puffin' OG Got the game locked cause I'm so key I remain hot, you're a cold breeze Tank top with some dope jeans Make guap under most means Drank a lot to that codeine Change my thoughts in this slow scene He's loading his clip With no motive to miss As he's browin' the switch It's a quarter to six Trick, choke on a dick And your lotion is slick I'm focused on getting my piece of the pie Better make peace cause it's easy to die Name an MC and I'll eat him alive And if he still lives Imma leave him with five Girls just pop and get faded Earning profit, no wages You just working off all your payment With your shirt all off no complainin' All the girls around are gon' hate it But your heart is harder than pavement Get em' balled it all cause you made it Gettin' dollars, ball rage this now Workin' for tips Miss, t**n' your hips While you're perkin' your lips Perfect as this She's flirtin' with Lyst As he's burnin' his spliff Turn it and dip Turn it and dip Turn it and dip You serve that you like how a**ertive I get Cla** is in session, learn and submit [Hook]: Stack racks no tax due (X2) Ass fat, clap that Baby back that when I pa** through Show off and flash You'll watch and crash Show off your arms, legs, chest Show off your back Stack racks no tax due (X2) Ass fat, clap that Baby back that when I pa** through [Verse 2]: Okay now stack racks, no tax due My rap tracks are taboo Act rude, get a crack tooth As I backlash when I snap loose Mad dance when I pa** through Let the MAC blast with no damn clue Bash dudes, leave em' pa**ed bruised In the beat, I treat it like fast food I'm servin' it hot Catch it and swerve convertible tops I'm determined to pop Haven't you heard of these hurdles I've hopped? Steady, burning this crop b**h I'm just servin' my purpose to rock Searching for someone to serve me some pot It all just depends if it's worthy or not You said you don't but I doubt it You bet I won't but I'm 'bout it West coast to make em' shout it Step too close and get surrounded Hounded, pound ya down till you crawlin' I'm out of town in new all ins Ballin' is my true callin' We don't stand around but you stallin' I got soldiers and goons that got torturous moves Give you multiple wounds tick, you're fortunate joose Make reports on the news it's important you lose There's nowhere to go when you're forced and abused I'm ready to blow like a torch and a fuse Changing your points and distorting your views Burning that haze while I'm pouring this booze [Hook]: