Nothing Personal (Part 2)

[Verse 1:Snap Capone]
Paramedics on the scene trying to close 'im up
Golden shells, load it in this golden gun
Niggas turnt G's since when Ak
The AR break his neck and make his neck snap(calass)
I'm rolling round with Zish nigga fuck police(Zish)
Look, he can get 5 from the [FN-3?](boom!)
I left school, no dough, had to trap hard
Now my slate of budge is flatter than a bank card(oh lord!)
Never judge a book from a cover, read the whole book
This cocaine's whiter than George Bush(Let's go!)
I remix work, turn one to three(one to three!)
This big .45 is my bestie(my bestfriend)
I don't do love, I need a straight freak
Free [Brienne Weave?]bitch come taste me(give me blows)
I'm weaving in that two door wavy(skeet)
I'm just trying to beat then I'm Swayze(I'm good)
I'm talking persian rugs in the penthouse(In the penthouse)
I'm just haps that they let young spen out(Spen!)
They call us AMG boys, we get the benz out(Mercedes Benz)
Ray ban shades, I ain't slept in days(Ok)
Counting up this money till my head aches
In the cut playing fabulous, so tapes
Nigga fuck a rap career, I'm drug dealing(drug dealing)
In an S-Class with a suede ceiling
In the Dorchester hotels where we hold our meetings
Fuck these fuckboys, we ain't seeing even
These niggas ain't G's, they're some boys for me
I was shooting guns
You was watching Toy Story(Real Talk)
My name should be guns like the boy Cory(Cory Gunz)
I've got more than a thousand war stories
Let a nigga stunt, he can make the news
Mummies boy's dead, should of stayed in school
All I know is murder, I don't know the difference(that's all I know)
With the toast I get real close, let the burner kiss him(mwah)
Break down bricks, I don't do karate
I could teach you how to do san, Mr. Miyagi(Daniel San)
Have the MAC-10 spray easy Miyagi(brrrra)
Bitches calling me papi from London straight to Miami
Last weeks swag cost a salary
The tec singing like Amy Winehouse, Valerie
I fucked all my girls friends, now she's mad at me(madness)
Look, I carry heat and spit rapidly
Ugh, talk tough you'll be chalked up
Throat shots will hit a nigga close up
In the sauna , nigga balling, Adrien Broner
Casino lifestyle nigga playing poker
Rip my niggas, nigga, free my niggas
Chinchilla jacket niggas, fuck them other niggas(fuck 'em all)
Bitches talking [?] and red bottoms
Spending that niggas P's 'cause you know the feds got him
Want to put a stop to my shine, like a set of curtains
The tre shoot or the semi burst 'em
I'm bad-boy Snap, I'll blaze any person
I'll shoot him out his skin about I'm moving nervous