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shot them i'm at table
Increasing racism they are detestable
Coz i'm white as snow
I write you on deathnote
And my real madness will say you
Cheerio bye

doubt it
Young Maser P, Snow really bout it, bout it
Comin' straight from the field, the flyin' on out it
Turn that dirty money clean before the feds

to be felt
Loosening grips on you like when snow melts
When you turn to the right I will no longer be

Once so bright a lost soul, now dark is all you'll

The way I stole her heart yeah nigga that's a highjack
Not talking CoD, but nigga you gon' see
Fuck her to the beat, rest in pussy, r.i.p
Hop on a track,

women so black and so beautiful, sorry lil' baby, can't go with the snow (Melanated)
Make money so easy
In love with hundreds, this shit gettin' creepy

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You pushing P that's dope I don't know what that mean's
Coincide with Scooby doo but more like shaggy
This life's mystery machine
Bumming rides in

See we don't give internet thugs free promo
I took it to the south, stirred up my own gumbo
You fuckin' with a P, bitch be humble
Yeah, it's that uh,

(P.R.E we don't have no sidewalks we in the street)
I need a backwood nigga where my lungs at za pack got me fucked up where I love at
Bitch said she

up with chemicals
When snow falls, it's hard to be a saint
Heart is in a safe
Sleep but I'm awake
In my bathing apes
It's over like the end of your

gettin' high again
If you no good, nigga ain't finna tie you in
Catch me slidin' through the wind in the whitest Benz
Nigga, all I see is snow, I got

didn't
I ain't coppin' shit just for a rap image
She say she fuck with Snow, cause I keep it real
You can tell by her ass, she don't miss a mil
Tailwinds

spending the night
Left from Miami we went to Havana
They kept snapping like I was Tony Montana
Flew up the coast and we stopped in Savannah
Snow bunnies

le back
J'roule vite je n'ai pas de plaque
P'tit creux j'arrive en drift au Pak-Pak
Goofy Wave je n'ai pas signé de pacte
Grosse batte dans l'parc

might be his dream car until he scores
Later, at 5 p.m. They were sitting by the bench
They asked questions about players who are French
Nevertheless,

Love yours, stack yours, and do your own damage
In the hills, with my ski, and we're snow trappin'
High as hell, I look like a Jap, I'm stuck in the mud

a snow bunny
Smokin' on a blunt while she rubbin' on my tummy Ask me how I'm feelin', I said, bitch, I feel lovely

Shawty givin' dome, yeah, she goin' so

stacking it, make my beard grow
Diamonds hit the light, them bitches white just like some clear snow
I done made it out the storm, I'm sittin' on the clouds

pots and pans

P poppin' just for them bands
Told em keep it poppin' in their advance
That's when I became a fan
Cool me off right where I land

Chase

body
Kyoto dreams like id rather be off molly
Hundred in my mag like we done caught a body
There somebody pea-body p90
Snow cones all over on our necks

that's law, that's why I don't wanna come around
Secret smoke amongst the guys and I ain't likin' how that sound
How I'm crankin' off these P's, I know

at night like Stranger Things

You can catch me in the P, wit ah glock and hella peeze
You can catch me to the neck, don't like niggas around me
He might

Watch how you approach me, you might catch a breeze
That nigga free, but he ain't pushing P that nigga Pushing Plea
And I push the streets
I'm tryna push

my phone
On my instagram stories tryna see what I'm on
Spying tryna follow bitches that you think I dun boned
You put the P in pathetic bitch get

Uhh Sike Sick calling me
Shit, was just about to go out
Lemme wrap up another p
Yah yah yah yah
Eyes low, got my eyes low
Bitch we make that cake