No Auto 3

[Intro]
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Long live SnitchK BD

[Verse]
Bitch, we into it with the whole city, it don't phase me at all
Think nothin' of it, we pick niggas' hoods by random and play ball
Niggas broke just like they fuckin' opps, don't got no cars at all
Random SRTs hittin' y'all shit, nigga, that's just me and my dog
Fuck it, swing my door, switchy get that, "brrt" and niggas fall
Bail out on you in some fast shit, they like, "Check my exhaust"
On the E-way ridin', switchin' lanes, waitin' to get that call
If you get hit, you better not fall, we stand on shit so you can't crawl
We just left a nigga block, but we'll be right back in a minute
Hold on, wait, let's switch the car and they won't know, the windows tinted
All the strikers five percent, now they don't know who really did it
We lеt y'all troll the internet 'causе niggas know we really winnin'
Niggas trollin', claimin' bodies and they ain't the one who did it
We just let y'all claim that work to keep the feds up our business
He wasn't thinkin', put them bitches to his head, that's how we get it
Slime you out this shit, lil' nigga, I ain't your friend, don't wanna kick it
Steady flippin' blocks, we gon' spin until we see a face
They sayin' 12 hot, but we gon' fuck 'em up on every chase
Ayy, hold on, wait, who is that? Chase him down, take his face
We put them switches on his back, we don't let niggas get away
Bitch, you only got one hat, go grab your gun, you not a killer
My niggas wicked, we got double digits and we still spinnin'
Shooters pull up like the old Paul, Draco pierce a nigga
The F&N entry hole small, the exit wound is bigger
Bitch, we been killin' for so fuckin' long, I swear this shit is simple
You niggas never did shit to nobody, y'all ass be pretendin'
They know that Buff City run the 100s, that's a fact, never lack
All these other blocks cliquin' up against us and they still dyin'
We don't give no fuck 'bout what you did, we gon' still try 'em
I don't give a fuck about your love, bitch, I'm still slime
In the 'Raq, I only move with killers, bitch, the real kind
Boy, these switches fast, before you blow that gun, I bet you feel mines