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Rap Snacks
by Richh2x
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First I get the work, scale it up, break it down, bag it up
Set up shop, got the spot slapping like a food truck
Grinding like a motherfucking skater in my new dunks
Bows on the table honestly I'm all out of luck
Nigga I'm the owner, the coach, and the player
I'm heading down the way before I leave I say a prayer
The plug called shit I'm finna meet up with him later
Said them rap snacks around that mean he got all type of flavors
Suit and tie demeanor presidential not no mayor
I get hella praise cause I started at the bottom layer
I'm on the calculator app more than the gram cause I like paper
You don't congratulate your niggas when they up cause you a hater
You ain't got no type of pull they don't know you where you from
Run that bag up and tuck it like a running back or some
Imma put my niggas on when I get a better run
All bullshit aside I can't live like a bum
Tell them boys to tighten up somebody go buy some pliers
They tried to belittle us now we niggas suppliers
All facts boy I started wit 2 eighth's on the bible
If you never seen a hustler open your eyes wider
Checked my account and got back motivated My career keep elevating
I'm just trying to rap but my phone just keep vibrating
That's another yeah, ok bet I'm by the gas station
You chasing these hoes moving backwards I be bag chasing
Dropping elbows like The Rock nigga now my phone slap
We ain't have no type of structure now we got it down pack
I got bows in pursuit I don't catch apple jacks
I got money from the streets before I got it from a rap
I charge a arm and leg for a sixteen of the strong
You ain't tryna buy no P's oh he called about a song
Use to hop on the bus and write verses in my phone
Came a long way now my mind made boy it's on
First I get the work scale it up, break it down, bag it up
Set up shop, got the spot slapping like a food truck
Grinding like a motherfucking skater in my new dunks
Bows on the table honestly I'm all out of luck
Nigga I'm the owner, the coach, and the player
I'm heading down the way before I leave I say a prayer
The plug called shit I'm finna meet up with him later
Said them rap snacks around that mean he got all type of flavors
First I get the work, scale it up, break it down, bag it up
Set up shop, got the spot slapping like a food truck
Grinding like a motherfucking skater in my new dunks
Bows on the table honestly I'm all out of luck
Nigga I'm the owner, the coach, and the player
I'm heading down the way before I leave I say a prayer
The plug called shit I'm finna meet up with him later
Said them rap snacks around that mean he got all type of flavors
Suit and tie demeanor presidential not no mayor
I get hella praise cause I started at the bottom layer
I'm on the calculator app more than the gram cause I like paper
You don't congratulate your niggas when they up cause you a hater
You ain't got no type of pull they don't know you where you from
Run that bag up and tuck it like a running back or some
Imma put my niggas on when I get a better run
All bullshit aside I can't live like a bum
Tell them boys to tighten up somebody go buy some pliers
They tried to belittle us now we niggas suppliers
All facts boy I started wit 2 eighth's on the bible
If you never seen a hustler open your eyes wider
Checked my account and got back motivated My career keep elevating
I'm just trying to rap but my phone just keep vibrating
That's another yeah, ok bet I'm by the gas station
You chasing these hoes moving backwards I be bag chasing
Dropping elbows like The Rock nigga now my phone slap
We ain't have no type of structure now we got it down pack
I got bows in pursuit I don't catch apple jacks
I got money from the streets before I got it from a rap
I charge a arm and leg for a sixteen of the strong
You ain't tryna buy no P's oh he called about a song
Use to hop on the bus and write verses in my phone
Came a long way now my mind made boy it's on
First I get the work scale it up, break it down, bag it up
Set up shop, got the spot slapping like a food truck
Grinding like a motherfucking skater in my new dunks
Bows on the table honestly I'm all out of luck
Nigga I'm the owner, the coach, and the player
I'm heading down the way before I leave I say a prayer
The plug called shit I'm finna meet up with him later
Said them rap snacks around that mean he got all type of flavors
