My wrist is covered in expensive jewelry and it's so flashy that it attracts attentionīitch, don't talk, you goin' downtown (okay)ĭon't speak to me because I'm on a different level and you're not worthy of my attention ![]() Overall, Lanez performs a highly confident portrayal of himself in SNAT, but he also provides insight into his experiences with wealth and relationships, and his perspective on violence. In the chorus, Lanez repeats his cocky tone, stating that people lie, he is back with another new fit, and he is ready to tell the truth. He also mentions his penchant for violence again ("All I got time for is two things, stupid ass hoes and they feelings"). In the second verse, Lanez continues his lavish lifestyle, discussing how his "independent" women call him and get what they want, implying his wealth comes from hard work. He also refers to his expensive cars and jewelry (such as his wrist being so "wet" that he might drown) and to his tendency to engage in violence if necessary ("I bet he gon' pop" referring to his "lil' nigga"). In the first verse, Lanez boasts about his wealth and success, mentioning the amount of money he's made in a week and how he travels "O.T." (out of town) when needed, making lucrative deals with his drug plug. In Tory Lanez's song SNAT, he discusses his successful lifestyle, his view on relationships, and his love of material possessions while also showcasing his rap skills. Hit the gas 'til they call the police on me Keep your bitch ass asleep if you sleep on me I can make fifty songs 'fore the week over 'Bout to take the trap back over, we open No, we ain't doin' shows 'til Corona over Got your bitch suckin' dick, got her deep throatin' There room in the bed for every one of y'all I got so many square feet inside of my mansion My mama gon' say, "Goddamn, that's another car" (damn) Should I go get the 'Vette or the double R? 'Bout to cop a new drop, take the top off I'm Baby Jesus, sometimes I wear it once and give it away Oops, I ain't mean it (oops), I put it on her faceĪnd gave her an all white towel so she could clean it (ew) She ain't know how to fuck so Baby had to teach her I'ma have your family talkin' to the preacherīut my Rollie face blue, look like it's out the freezer Let a nigga touch me, I'ma have to show you somethin' I'd would rather chill with my daughter and my niecesĪctin' like he love me, I don't need no new brothers (nope) I don't really wanna fuck with rap niggas, they bitches I don't know shit, when I see 'em, I'm speechless (shh) ![]() I'ma keep it real, I don't really fuck with polices (woop) They get to passin' out and screamin' out, "Jesus!" (Okay) I be givin' the Holy Ghost to hoes, they see me (ah! Oh my God!) Had to smack her head, like, "Watch the teeth" (okay) Got a bitch from the 6ix, cut her off, don't know how to suck dick (6ix) I get in that mode where I fuck niggas hoes (mode)Īnd I break 'em off and send 'em back home in pieces (okay) I pull up orange and brown, they both look like Reese's (okay) ![]() I went wrapped the Scat the same color the Lambo (wrap it) Niggas love to lie, gotta tell 'em what the truth is (okay) Hopped in the Scat, bitch, I'm back, where have you been? (Okay)įifty thousand dollars on my jack, goin' stupid (okay)īack outside, every time, it's a new fit (okay) I still front on every one of y'all niggas (okay), it's Tory Then I put the trunk inside the front so when I'm backin' up Them tights keep pullin' that pussy to show that it's fat (okay)Ĭopped the new Duffle, it came with the double star (okay) Shorty, she know that I'm black but I'll Doja that Cat (okay) Look at his face when we walked in the room (okay)Īyy, I'll kill him he play with my back end (okay)įuckin' that shorty and I'm makin' her back bendĪfter my niggas walk in, we tagged in, ayy (okay) I got this FN, it sing like that bitch is in tune (okay) ![]() It be lookin' like the roof came out of my ceiling (okay) They know that this ballin' authentic (okay)Ĭhocolate vanilla, can't hide so I hopped out the dealerīut now that I'm out of my feelings (okay) These stupid ass hoes and they feelings, ayy (okay)Īll independent, my bitches just call and they get it Smokin' on killer and takin' your bitch on a tripĪnd then fucked on the floor of my villa (okay) I can make ten on face no fillin', six dot like KrillinĬouple of my niggas just caught that nigga that was runnin' off My lil' nigga got it, I bet he gon' pop (okay) I'll hop in that Scat and I'm bendin' your block (okay) Plug want a player then I'm goin' O.T (okay)
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