[Verse 1: Snak The Ripper]
Stealth Bomb
Stompdown
Yo, these rappers ain't shit and they saying that its Snak's fault
In the toilet stall sniffing Himalayan bath salt
Run you down and leave your body laying on the asphalt
Borderline psycho plus my friends think I'm an asshole
Got a little fame but your posse never mashed out
Irritated like my fucking pecker when its rashed out
You doing it for Instagram I'm doing it to cash out
So i can buy a million grams and smoke em till i pass out
I don’t plan to stop at all, I’m off the wall
Went from making collect calls to getting baked and balling at the Taj Mahal
Eating butter chicken while the baddest bitch massage my balls
You could try to hit me up but if you do ill dodge your calls
Ridiculous like trying to fight a midget with a face tat
Face facts, all i do is win and bitches hate that
From another planet i just pulled up in a spacecraft
Running up quick is how you get you fucking face smashed
Think your fucking rich cause you're folding up a knot
But then you call your boy to bum a ride to roll up to the spot bitch
My whip 2017 just drove it off the lot
I, always think ahead so i can barely hold a thought
Out here crunching numbers spotting frauds like a tax attorney
Fingers smell like tuna cause your little sisters snatch is dirty
When i tried to stuff her pussy it was more like taxidermy
Told that bitch scram but she keeps coming around and asking for me
Grew up poor never planned couldn't stand the rich kids
Got a second hand pair of Vans every Christmas
Took a little time off man i really miss this
Middle fingers up unless you trying to do business
Who’s that drunk dude rocking on your YouTube?
Just another black sheep coming thru your Bluetooth
Got nothing to lose plus i got a couple screws loose
Drinking all your booze i don’t follow any rules dude
Far from modest, least I'm honest only speaking street ebonics
Always need some fucking chronic if you hate me leave a comment
I ain’t here for making friends I’m making bread and breaking limbs
Somebody call the doctor Snak he’s fucked up in the brain again
My enemies wanna get rid of me talk to each other and try to belittle me
Drunk and disorderly when they recording me I’m the epitome (Yeah)
Gotta be kidding me don’t give a fuck i don’t rap for validity (No)
Rapidly killing any rap thats real in me thats my ability (Shiiit)
So take your auto tune and go sit in the back
You think you killing every lyric i don’t even hear you rap
[Hook/Outro]
You mumble, sit down (Hold up bitch, hold hold lil bitch)
You mumble, sit down (Hold up bitch, hold hold lil bitch)
You mumble, sit down (Hold up bitch, hold hold lil bitch)
You mumble, sit down lil bitch you mumble