Friend Or Foe

[Verse 1 - Snap Capone]
My brudda I can tell you how it goes
Ever seen a friend turn into a foe?
All I need is my Rex and a stove
Top and bottoms, yeah I get it off of both
Me and Jamz talking business, he knows I'm the sickest
The clip full of midgets, I never leave a witness
Die hard, Bruce Willis, let's see who's the realest
Shoot guns for my fitness, can't stomach the grimness
Flip bricks, gymnast, head shot when the ting claps
Nigga since when you've been bad? Keep the ting in my ting's bag
Snap Capone loco, strapped with the Trey ocho
Green light nigga go-go, buss upon you a bozo
Nigga I'm the boss of this shit, hop in thе whip
Hop in your bitch, click-clack popping the clip
Pop-pop-popping his wig, I'm dropping the prick
Your bitch be ucking thе kid

[Hook - Snap Capone]
I could never beef on the net
I'd rather go and squeeze on the TEC
These niggas playing checkers, this is chess
SVR Range, mind your steps
I could never beef with a prick
I'd rather go and squeeze on the stick
On the opp block playing it
SVR range with the tints

[Verse 2 - Tiny Boost]
I could never beef on the internet
I'd rather wipe a nigga's nose, where's the tissue at?
I load the clip, drag the top of the pistol back
I'll put a bullet in your wig nigga, think on that
I've been having dreams of running up in jails
Tying up govs and bringing all my niggas back
We done turned niggas into packs, big smokers
In the trap with some pots and some big toasters
Nigga said he's never been chauffeured
Huh well I'm gonna get a hit sent for you
You ever seen that buj burn on the tin foil?
Ain't nothing new, these bitches never been loyal
How you think a nigga fucking on your wife?
Oh I think she likes me
I gotta stay low I think them boys wan' indict me
You ain't do or die, you ain't standing up beside me
Streets know that I'm lively

[Hook - Snap Capone]
I could never beef on the net
I'd rather go and squeeze on the TEC
These niggas playing checkers, this is chess
SVR Range, mind your steps
I could never beef with a prick
I'd rather go and squeeze on the stick
On the opp block playing it
SVR range with the tints

[Verse 3 - RA]
I could never beef on the net
Are you mad? I just go and reach for the spesh
In the bag and put like three in his chest
Never brag, free my brudda S cah he did it for the gang
He can't wear a Roley, it'll get snatched off him
Got a plug in my camp, I get packs off him
Bro had five hundred bags all in cash on him
Man diss any of my people then I splash on him
This MAC's on him, I crank on him and splash on him
I bank on him, like two cars how I crash on him
They chat vomit, this crack pot's got crack on it
Get racks from it, I'm tryna put more stacks on it
You rep your flats, is your flats on it? Get whacked on it
Big man ting, I get big packs and stamp on it
Get racks from it, I'm tryna put more stacks on it
You rep your flats, is your flats on it? Get whacked on it
Big man ting, I get big packs and stamp on it

[Hook - Snap Capone]
I could never beef on the net
I'd rather go and squeeze on the TEC
These niggas playing checkers, this is chess
SVR Range, mind your steps
I could never beef with a prick
I'd rather go and squeeze on the stick
On the opp block playing it
SVR range with the tints