Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the Maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Keep it cool like a fridge
Leave me be while I'm rolling my twigs
Dirty money but we ain't pigs
Feds tweaking on us like some skids
Don't mess around with the lids
Cause it dank and kinda f*cking stank
Whole room in my house looking like a bank
Dripping to hard whole boat f*cking sank
DEA pulling in by it's not hank
Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the Maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Feel like we in the cartel
The way that car smell
Slow but I ain't no snail
Haven't gone to jail but I'd pay my own bail
Ride the wave smooth like a boat with a sail
When I pull Up watch your face go Pale
Steal your girl then make her moan like a whale
New Shoes on never gonna crease
I'm Buying not renting so I'm never gonna lease
Speaking these facts like a motherf*cking Priest
I'm not small no secret I'm a beast
Cut you in half 2 fingers saying peace
Born with the steez so I do it with ease
Making these girls go weak at the knees
Man Its just to easy to please
Don't make a move don't even sneeze
Or ill put you higher in the sky then the trees
Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Young Tall Boy - Snapchat Lyrics
Young Tall Boy - Snapchat Lyrics
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Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the Maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Keep it cool like a fridge
Leave me be while I'm rolling my twigs
Dirty money but we ain't pigs
Feds tweaking on us like some skids
Don't mess around with the lids
Cause it dank and kinda f*cking stank
Whole room in my house looking like a bank
Dripping to hard whole boat f*cking sank
DEA pulling in by it's not hank
Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the Maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Feel like we in the cartel
The way that car smell
Slow but I ain't no snail
Haven't gone to jail but I'd pay my own bail
Ride the wave smooth like a boat with a sail
When I pull Up watch your face go Pale
Steal your girl then make her moan like a whale
New Shoes on never gonna crease
I'm Buying not renting so I'm never gonna lease
Speaking these facts like a motherf*cking Priest
I'm not small no secret I'm a beast
Cut you in half 2 fingers saying peace
Born with the steez so I do it with ease
Making these girls go weak at the knees
Man Its just to easy to please
Don't make a move don't even sneeze
Or ill put you higher in the sky then the trees
Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the Maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Keep it cool like a fridge
Leave me be while I'm rolling my twigs
Dirty money but we ain't pigs
Feds tweaking on us like some skids
Don't mess around with the lids
Cause it dank and kinda f*cking stank
Whole room in my house looking like a bank
Dripping to hard whole boat f*cking sank
DEA pulling in by it's not hank
Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the Maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Feel like we in the cartel
The way that car smell
Slow but I ain't no snail
Haven't gone to jail but I'd pay my own bail
Ride the wave smooth like a boat with a sail
When I pull Up watch your face go Pale
Steal your girl then make her moan like a whale
New Shoes on never gonna crease
I'm Buying not renting so I'm never gonna lease
Speaking these facts like a motherf*cking Priest
I'm not small no secret I'm a beast
Cut you in half 2 fingers saying peace
Born with the steez so I do it with ease
Making these girls go weak at the knees
Man Its just to easy to please
Don't make a move don't even sneeze
Or ill put you higher in the sky then the trees
Ask me why I got your girls Snapchat
Ask about the pearls on her neck bought half that
Cut my hair so don't need to wear a snapback
Sack from a track tied up in the waist pack
From nothing to something that's a fact
Keep the money save backseat of the maybach
No need to rush it's only a rack
Go start another stack in the f*cking back
Writer: Michael Grainger
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid