This is a song about "I like it snappy"

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

So i do it, like nobody else does it. remember my name

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

I was ten and it sounded like crap

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

So why am i calling out ryot, cuz i feel like it,

I play it off like i'm poetic though

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

That i act like i like it but i secretly despise

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

I run it, flaunt it, verses flow like game is what i coined it.

She was the queen of the club

Like a butcher i like to cut it up,