G.Rap Snacks by Jance Lyrics
She on ma Snapchat
Prolly getting mad cuz I never snap back
Until I lay da pound on her like the hashtag
I’m just tryna get them chips like the rap snacks
In dat ass fat, tell me do it bag back
What da deal, is it real, and can I grab that
Kill the class act
Nigga
Fuck ya past, in dem flash backs
And Ima need some fucking cash in ma cash app
To send it to ma lil bro
Got some debt, ima Give em what I owe
Ima bet I can hit ah 10 da 4
Still not rich, so you know I’m not content until ah get ah lil mo
Cuz I got bills to pay
Also trips to MIA
I’ve been moving how I want
So i guess you In my way
I do me In y’all gon hate
Talk about me like Kanye
I don’t care what y’all gon sayyyyy
Cuz y’all ain’t stopping shit
Y’all gotta copy this
I’m eating sloppy joe
Y’all gotta sloppy bitch
Im really in mah home
I Gotta pot ta piss
And ah window I can throw it out of
You can act like you don’t know all you want But you know about us
She on ma Snapchat
Prolly getting mad cuz I never snap back
Until I lay da pound on her like the hashtag
I’m just tryna get some chips like the rap snacks
In dat ass fat, tell me do it bag back
Like it’s going in reverse from out the drive way
Ima throw it on ah shirt in hit the highway
Cuz I been flowing on ah verse since it was MySpace
Screaming out for god sake
Listening ta gods plan
Even though I’m not drake
But you should know that I’m Jance You should know that I’m great
You should know I’m top 10
You should know I’m top 8
You should know I’m
None of them, but I’m finna go ta tri-state and hit my girl Oniris up, ugh
Tell her light it up, yeah
Independence Day, ugh
Now I’m kinda drunk
Finna hit da hay
Dat mean light ah blunt
How you disengage
Will you tighten up
Cuz I’m just being me Will you lighten up
Ima need tah drink then I’ll hypen up
Wit ah window I can throw it out of
You can act like you don’t know, all you want but you know about us
Prolly getting mad cuz I never snap back
Until I lay da pound on her like the hashtag
I’m just tryna get them chips like the rap snacks
In dat ass fat, tell me do it bag back
What da deal, is it real, and can I grab that
Kill the class act
Nigga
Fuck ya past, in dem flash backs
And Ima need some fucking cash in ma cash app
To send it to ma lil bro
Got some debt, ima Give em what I owe
Ima bet I can hit ah 10 da 4
Still not rich, so you know I’m not content until ah get ah lil mo
Cuz I got bills to pay
Also trips to MIA
I’ve been moving how I want
So i guess you In my way
I do me In y’all gon hate
Talk about me like Kanye
I don’t care what y’all gon sayyyyy
Cuz y’all ain’t stopping shit
Y’all gotta copy this
I’m eating sloppy joe
Y’all gotta sloppy bitch
Im really in mah home
I Gotta pot ta piss
And ah window I can throw it out of
You can act like you don’t know all you want But you know about us
She on ma Snapchat
Prolly getting mad cuz I never snap back
Until I lay da pound on her like the hashtag
I’m just tryna get some chips like the rap snacks
In dat ass fat, tell me do it bag back
Like it’s going in reverse from out the drive way
Ima throw it on ah shirt in hit the highway
Cuz I been flowing on ah verse since it was MySpace
Screaming out for god sake
Listening ta gods plan
Even though I’m not drake
But you should know that I’m Jance You should know that I’m great
You should know I’m top 10
You should know I’m top 8
You should know I’m
None of them, but I’m finna go ta tri-state and hit my girl Oniris up, ugh
Tell her light it up, yeah
Independence Day, ugh
Now I’m kinda drunk
Finna hit da hay
Dat mean light ah blunt
How you disengage
Will you tighten up
Cuz I’m just being me Will you lighten up
Ima need tah drink then I’ll hypen up
Wit ah window I can throw it out of
You can act like you don’t know, all you want but you know about us