Snap by KID A (USA) Lyrics
[Intro: Kida]
Yuh
I go by the name K-I-D-A
Zayn
True
Yuh
[Verse 1: Kida]
Say it do not force it (hey)
See the water faucet (hey)
Rappers throwing jabs I be weaving like a dresser (hey)
Make it snappy as I Snap 'em tryna see the vision then
Tryna get a caravan, but we got a bullion van
Never easy from the start, only wanna Zagadat
Only wanna feel the cash, you acting like you into cash
We never been snapping cash we snap you, turn you into Ashii
Flying spirits in the air when I send y'all to Father God
Turn you into prints though, feel the libido
It's analgesic when I F-it tryna bring the Dick low
So naso the thing go, I killed you on the intro
I got appetite for this Shit don't need Bico
Ugly rappers, not again!(Nah)
Why you fucking in my face?
Why you pulling strings on the G? why you into me?
Smoking MJ in the crib call me Billie Jean
Greatest of all time and I got the Billy Jean
[Verse 2: DLTA]
Yoruba demon in my white trad, no cap
Type of nigga make your girl text back, ALL CAPS
But she get played, I ain't got time to love back
Type of nigga make sure I floss when I brush past 'em
Swear my path's been rocky, picking stones up in my way
Got to sink one in the skull of every giant in my way
Nigga get up out my way, last rocket 'bout to takeoff 'case you heading in my way
5'6 but niggas find it hard to say it in my face
Me and Kida ain't blood but I swear he can relate
Took the weight off my back and I began to levitate
Cloud 9 right now, prolly why these niggas hate
Nigga tell me why you hate
[Interlude]
Ask him o!, ask him!!
[Verse 3: Kida]
Tell me why you fucking hate, Seven in my DNA
Fada Fada and I'm schooling rappers in my PTA
Playing chicks, no GTA, drug, my pain Alleviate
Mo gbona felli leave 'em Burna Boys be screaming YE!
Your chick got a lot on me, chop Abe-Na Cuppy me
2chainz, 7 rings, Grande then she loving me
Grinding you be doing G, snapping Rappers see the pics
Delta with explosive flows, DLTA pon the beat
And I just be one realer fuck her with the third finger
Left another rapper dead rest in peace lo Mac Miller
Rappers flows be dry like gin never used to that liquor
Shout out Chukz, Dan, Lawal, Bee we be making waves my nigga
[Verse 4: DLTA]
Wasn't dealt the best hand out the deck
Turned the game in my favour and it wasn't sleight of hand
Why I got the upper hand over all my opposition?
'Cos I try outdo myself, I'm my only competition
Go against me and I swear your chances slimmer than that rapper nigga who used to be with Juliet Ibrahim
That nigga Duane Dyer, that Robert Maupin Lee
Glock stocked, buck shots, make it rain like confetti
This is real life not Fortnite
Don't bring a squirt gun to a gun fight
Niggas choose life better take my advice
Cos I make the baka baka spray, man I'm not nice
Gunshots
Yuh
I go by the name K-I-D-A
Zayn
True
Yuh
[Verse 1: Kida]
Say it do not force it (hey)
See the water faucet (hey)
Rappers throwing jabs I be weaving like a dresser (hey)
Make it snappy as I Snap 'em tryna see the vision then
Tryna get a caravan, but we got a bullion van
Never easy from the start, only wanna Zagadat
Only wanna feel the cash, you acting like you into cash
We never been snapping cash we snap you, turn you into Ashii
Flying spirits in the air when I send y'all to Father God
Turn you into prints though, feel the libido
It's analgesic when I F-it tryna bring the Dick low
So naso the thing go, I killed you on the intro
I got appetite for this Shit don't need Bico
Ugly rappers, not again!(Nah)
Why you fucking in my face?
Why you pulling strings on the G? why you into me?
Smoking MJ in the crib call me Billie Jean
Greatest of all time and I got the Billy Jean
[Verse 2: DLTA]
Yoruba demon in my white trad, no cap
Type of nigga make your girl text back, ALL CAPS
But she get played, I ain't got time to love back
Type of nigga make sure I floss when I brush past 'em
Swear my path's been rocky, picking stones up in my way
Got to sink one in the skull of every giant in my way
Nigga get up out my way, last rocket 'bout to takeoff 'case you heading in my way
5'6 but niggas find it hard to say it in my face
Me and Kida ain't blood but I swear he can relate
Took the weight off my back and I began to levitate
Cloud 9 right now, prolly why these niggas hate
Nigga tell me why you hate
[Interlude]
Ask him o!, ask him!!
[Verse 3: Kida]
Tell me why you fucking hate, Seven in my DNA
Fada Fada and I'm schooling rappers in my PTA
Playing chicks, no GTA, drug, my pain Alleviate
Mo gbona felli leave 'em Burna Boys be screaming YE!
Your chick got a lot on me, chop Abe-Na Cuppy me
2chainz, 7 rings, Grande then she loving me
Grinding you be doing G, snapping Rappers see the pics
Delta with explosive flows, DLTA pon the beat
And I just be one realer fuck her with the third finger
Left another rapper dead rest in peace lo Mac Miller
Rappers flows be dry like gin never used to that liquor
Shout out Chukz, Dan, Lawal, Bee we be making waves my nigga
[Verse 4: DLTA]
Wasn't dealt the best hand out the deck
Turned the game in my favour and it wasn't sleight of hand
Why I got the upper hand over all my opposition?
'Cos I try outdo myself, I'm my only competition
Go against me and I swear your chances slimmer than that rapper nigga who used to be with Juliet Ibrahim
That nigga Duane Dyer, that Robert Maupin Lee
Glock stocked, buck shots, make it rain like confetti
This is real life not Fortnite
Don't bring a squirt gun to a gun fight
Niggas choose life better take my advice
Cos I make the baka baka spray, man I'm not nice
Gunshots