This is a song about "I like it snappy"

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

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I do it fast like vien diesel's car

I was ten and it sounded like crap

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

I know it may feel like a sacrifice

I need a backyard full court size

I keep it trill like mister hudson.

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

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

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

But when i be they dont like it

Me and you just need to talk a bit