I'm on that Ye' shit, Taylor Swift
Yeah, yeah, I need some Hennessy
I've done been thru way worse
Imagine what I'm finna be
They say Snow ain't going hard
That's odd, yea we finna see
Yea bitch, it is me, you nigga keep that same energy
Four X black tee off the back
It's that Snow, it's that flow
I got feathers in my hat
Slept with chopper by the door
I knew what got these nigga mad
I really moving blow
Ran out of baking soda
And I sent cuzzo to the store
Yeah, half a bird Chandler Road
Yea, that's in Decatur
Super yacht South of France
Yea, I'm thinking paper
Lost a whole brick
Had me so sick
Fuck the old clique
They on hoe shit
I want more shit
Let him cooked nigga
I'm on glow shit
Real Estate, wrote a book nigga
I'm a glow stick nigga
Hit a tune, hit hook nigga
I'm on Snow shit
Yea the only competition that I got bitch is Frosty
Get on me
Give my flow back
It's the original
Mr. Glass Pot, triple beam, don't use the digital
They snitching in these interviews, talking on these damn phones
Gotta blame AI and Elon Musk for making all these damn clones
Always telling on these damn songs
Bae got on them damn thongs
Bet you if I jump up off the dresser, I'd be dead wrong
Head strong
Yea, I'm 5'8 but the bread long
Feel like Mutulu Shakur when he took the feds on
I'm on that Ye' shit, Taylor Swift
Yeah, yeah, I need some Hennessy
I've done been thru way worse
Imagine what I'm finna be
They say Snow ain't going hard
That's odd, yea we finna see
Yea bitch, it is me, you nigga keep that same energy
