[Verse 1: Ox Snap]
I be like fresh new gear when I step up on the scene
They wonder how I do it so mean, I hand it out, no dispensary
If you wanna diss or ever try and mention me I got 47 goonz with about 94 pums
It ain't nothin' just know we doin' the dues
Been in the shit and I can show you Scarboonz, and left a move will make me scar dudes
Eleven on the chill figure they call me Snap nigga, you at the bottom can't touch where I'm at
And why the fuck is that they always wanna know what I'm on
I clapped it have it flashing like a ringin' iPhone
I rap beef nigga no gyro, I pass a bullet make you spin no spiral
Mr. Underated, claim my fuckin' title, book bag bandit they followin' they idol
Money generatin' can't break the fuckin' cycle, couple bitches strippin' cause they claim they bout' that life though
I feed the fans little nigga get the word out, kamikaze when we makin' shots leave em blurred out
Sniffer 3 blocks hit the whip then I swerve out. Errrrr!
Keep quiet ain't nobody no word clown
Man down if he thinks Snap ain't shootin'
I'll creep thru your block let my gauge knock through em' Boom! Boom!
You think it's a joke ting'? Tommy bags for business imagine what I'm holding
Flat heads and holo's, got em' Usain Bolting. My fif stay sparking
The 40 stay smokin' Leave a man chokin' tryin to walk around these sidewalks hit em with the larken or the Mac with the side cocked
Cause side pop, type a shit to get your mind lost so play it right unless you really like a pine box