This is a song about "Snitches"

Your friends wit snitches and that gives us suspicion bout you in business.

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Snitches in ditches with stitches will hitch hike so listen bitch,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

From poorest snitches to richest

You know i stick to the script

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

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