Lil B
Sniffin on the daily (BASED REMIX)
[Verse 1: Lil B]
Tryna buy some pussy out in Oakland
I got the Dalmatian and it's pottant
I stay 100
And I ain't working overseas [?]
Tryna buy a white bitch but she won't talk to me
I'm tryna buy a black bitch but she won't talk to me
How you selling pussy and you racist?
I got 40 bands, bitch you playin'
Might have to trick a bitch
And Say I'm Jason
[?] out with Daquan on vacation (Bitch)
Got the Bentley Coupe
To fuck these bitches
That's a shallow thing to say
And I admit it
I ain't tryna talk
Man I'm just cashing out on bitches
Thank you Based God
I'm on a mission
Thank you Based God
I pack the [?]
Catch me on international
With no passport
Knocking bitches out for the cash flow
Money rules your bitch, I [?] your bitch
Murder Inc
Got more hoes than certain dreams in the stripclub with gorillas
Do you feel me?
Ah yeah, I feel you
We some real killers
Got real ill man, you gotta feel us
On the strip man, spеnding dough
Rolling down by the taco store
Like "fuck it wе here"
I see another corner store n***a get the [?]
Fuck it
That's some OG Shit
SS Monte Carlo with the grip
Fuck it we gonna rock out
The new Camaro n***a with the stock out
Drop top Benz, n***a that's how we do
Five point o drop top that's how we do
Yeah bitch how are you?
Superb
[Break: Lil Marley]
Hey Marley
Yeah what's up holmes
Can you tell me what you do (expo) on a daily basis (brrrr)
Sniff markers
I thought so
[Verse 2: Lil Marley]
Sharpies I'm always sniffin'
Blood coming outta my nose its drippin'
Give me some more I can't stop now (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Stop me you going night night right now (plow) (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'm pullin' up to the down the street Staples
Expo's always got me feelin' disabled
I may have a type of lung cancer, its likely (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
And all of my long lost friends didn't even like me (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
You look like a pussy bitch
And a fucking stupid snitch (brrrrt)
You tellin' anyone I'm sniffin' this highlighter
I'mma set you on fire and not call the firefighter (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I need all these bands to hold up my pants
Steal the sharp from me and I'mma throw hands (yuh)
Better come at me but not around my mother (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'll pull out the strap and point it at yo brother (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Go hard
[Verse 3: Lil Marley]
Oh it's round two
Now my hand is goin' through your heart (yuh)
Hop on my scooter gotta make sure it quick-start (yuh)
I'mma make sure we make it to the finish line (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Fuck a bitch straight up no time to wine and dine (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
You already know I'm sniffin' on the daily
Cretacolor always got me goin' real zany
N***as always tellin' for me to stop
I'mma pull the nine and hear the bodies start to drop (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Stopin
N***a with the crop top (Yuh, Yuh)
Girls give me sloppy pop
Ya bitch you know I never stop
I'mma sniff markies 'til my lifeline go (Beep)
Sniffin' on Monday's Tuesday's Wednesday's (Yuh)
Thursday's Friday's Saturday's I'm off my rocks
[Outro: Lil Marley]
Sniffin' on the daily
Sniffin' on the daily
Sniffin' on the daily
And I'm going crazy (Yuh)
Got me going fucking crazy bro
Fuck