This is a song about "Snitches rat"

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

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

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

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

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Fake young snitches that call us up

And by the way i'mma start

Rat race no rat flow hard

From poorest snitches to richest

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift