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Lyrics -

[Verse 1: Lil Mabu:] 
I could never snitch
That’s on my kids
I put a choppa on a blade
Put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinning
Like my last name Smith
I-I-I-I don’t miss
I’m making money while I piss
Like

[Verse 2: Dusty Locane]

Double M bitch we the fever (Fever)
Dead off the muddy, go pour up a liter
Bag on his head, he a Peter (Peter)
Glock-19 and I'm naming it Tina (Tina)
One-sixty on the dash, ain’t checking the meter (The meter)
You better not miss, that switch leave him with amnesia (Ergh)

[Verse 3: Lil Mabu]
I got a plug from the P, free Snow, damn, thе cops got him
Cock one, make the block run, opps duck
Got the drop on somе funds, man, I'm finna cop some (Cop what?)
I'm finna cop that icey piece from Lyana (Grrah)

[Verse 4: Dusty Locane]
I got to keep it thorough, I ain't one of them
Y'all niggas dick ride, go get back for the nigga you call your friend
Cut that fake shit, all pretend
If I miss, I spin again
Spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his— (Shh)

[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 5: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at? Guess they running late
All my opps probably smoking rocks so I got time to waste
Picked up my pace, 'cause I saw a shop ten feet down the block
Ain’t got a lock, so I walk into it, then I saw the boss
And he like, "Hi, how's your day?" I said, "I'm doing great"
Then I upped it at his face and I said, "Open up that case"
I took a chain, and a pendant too, depending on my mood
I need to run, but the front is shut, I only got one tool (Get out my way)
Then I saw twelve, Dusty rang my bell
He said, "What's the move?" (What's the move?)
I said, "I'm doomed"
'Cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot
Said, "You a fool.”
(If you got the jewels then I'll be there at 2)
Now I'm pacing, and my heart is racing, don't know what to do
I'm acting cool, drippy like a pool, waiting for the goons
Then I seen 05 let off two, we starting racing with the loot 

[Bridge: Lil Mabu]
(Don't run, don't trip, gah)
(Don't run, don't trip, gah, gah)
Gang, gang, gang
(Grr, we started, grrah)
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 6: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
How many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama?
I'm letting off every son up in this clip, I put that shit on my momma
The homies told me, "Chill out," back on his head so he dying proper
We might've mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor
Ayo Double M’s what’s the word
First nigga run up, get hit with that— 

(Mabu)
And you know I ain’t missing that 
Got a beam on my head with a fitted mask 

Pussy niggas be all for the chitta chat
I'ma run down on boy, knock his fitted cap (Yo pass that)

Cane say no to the poll, so now I'm gon' beat him down with a bat
I put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like an hour, I'm leaving him flat (Hahahaha)

I got a custom boot with your face on it—
Now he off the map (Ergh)

NO SNITCHING (with Dusty Locane)

Lil Mabu - MATHEMATICAL DISRESPECT

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OUTLAW SHIT Lyrics 

(STRUGGLE)
She said storms never last
So I'm lookin' out the window like
When's it gonna pass
I need some cash, I did the math
It always ends in subtraction
Is it fate or just the laws of attraction
I'll never know..
Posi-Traction..
Fast-lane cocaine dealer
Tryna' hide the pain
With these pain killers
I don't want my soul to be stained
To obtain my wealth
I couldn't learn from his mistakes
I had to make 'em myself
An I ain't never been scared
Though reality is frightening
My 3 year old daughter's name
Came from my indictments
Like a VH1 story with a hard ending
I'm serving a life sentence
An I still got a charge pending
Seems like everywhere I go now they watchin'
Hiding this pain in my eyes behind Versaces
I cant sleep I'm too busy chasing dreams 
An the feds sent a posse down like I an't never seen

(WAYLON JENNINGS) (chorus)
Don't you think this outlaw shit
Has gotten out of hand
What started out to be a joke
The law don't understand

(STRUGGLE)
I've always been crazy
But it kept me from going insane
I grew up thinking it's part of the game
Them outlaws always taught me
Bad guys are the feds
Don't get high on your supply
Dour brain will look like eggs
In a skillet 
Yeah can you feel it
Forget it
80's baby, crack era
That's how I'm 'a get it
Fresh up out of jail
New plan, new man
But I can't seem to change who I am
I'm a hustler
I been runnin' for so long from them boys
I can't go to sleep without the noise
Television's on, .40 by my head
Layin' on the couch while my shorty's in the bed
If I stay awake till 5 I'll probably sell another ounce
Shoes tied tight just in case I gotta bounce
Hear their tires hit the gravel
How they know i'm back at it
Little girl looking 'daddy why you in the attic?'
I'm hiding...

(WAYLON JENNINGS) (chorus)
Don't you think this outlaw shit
Has gotten out of hand
What started out to be a joke
The law don't understand

(YELAWOLF)
It's a beautiful view
When you're lookin' down
From this high
Over snow capped mountains
Crimson dyed
Don't give my momma black roses
I got a gun but i'm not strong enough to hold it
Crimson dyed
A broken record for a token
Pay a silver dollar for another crime story
But when you're lookin' down
From this high
An I just made it to the clouds
An it'll be a while before I hit the ground
An taking freedom from me now
Would be like taking water from the nile
Because the river still flows
From a story that a dam couldn't hold

(WAYLON JENNINGS) (chorus)
Don't you think this outlaw shit
Has gotten out of hand
What started out to be a joke
The law don't understand

ZAZA

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