This is a song about "Sas traind sniper"

Right with my bro sniper,

You gon' tip her

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

The funeral for hip-hop, i'm aiming down the sniper scope,

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

A warrior, a soldier, or a sniper eyeing down line of sight

A sniper-rifleman , 2 shots your in the sky,

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

I'm paranoid like someone holds a sniper rifle just waiting,

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

In the sniper i'm sighing, i'm crying why is my luck

Fuck themselves, supress a sniper for my guests.

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents