This is a song about "No snitches"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

No affiliation

I condone violence an force silence amoung bitchers an snitches pop un the head like there blisters

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Snitches gettin' us locked, we arrested again,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

No conscience, no need for resilience

No money no talk,no energy no walk

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Snitches, get left in ditches, there 50 bitches, spit so fast my lips need stitches

Bring the battering ram where you live

No lames, no lies, no compromise

You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid