The Fi$h - No Snitch9ine Lyrics

P-S-A to all them clowney ass muthaf*ckas out there
'Cause there's so many of you now days
Every other person is a muthaf*cking clown
And I don't really f*ck with y'all you know what I'm sayin?
F*ck y'all fake muthaf*ckas
You know the rules to the game right? (Yeah yeah)
You know how to use the tool and the flame right? (Yeah yeah)
You know how to aim right? (Yeah)
We all from the gutter so we all the same right? (No)
How you get locked up and let out in the same night?
This shit ain't adding up something ain't right
Plus them under covers after us
So if you snitching I be mad as f*ck
I hit ya brain like (Bap)
All you hear is the rack
You'll be long dead by the time that thang clack
And that shit I let you borrow
I don't even want it back
'Cause muthaf*cka you whack
So muthaf*cka get whacked
They took me to the station
Interrogated me twice and I ain't said crap
Ever since that day there ain't a day where I lack
365 I got a everyday strap
I took someone's life but then I gave it back
So I'm like Jesus Christ and I ain't playing when I rap
Yeah dawg I'm cold with the heat
From the West to the East I'm known as the beast
Yeah dawg I'm cold on the beat
Real niggaz hear my verse and they all like sheesh
I ain't f*ck with no snitches
I ain't f*ck with no snitch ass niggaz
I ain't f*ck with no bitches
Nooo
I ain't f*ck with no
I ain't f*ck with no snitches
I ain't f*ck with no snitch ass niggaz
I ain't f*ck with no bitches
Nooo
I ain't f*ck with nah
Look I'm tryna make Chappelle money
And that ain't a joke
Like a legalized state
Anyone can get the smoke
Before we put some money on ya head we gonna take a vote
Here take a hit of this it'll make you croak
Plus I got it in my waistband
I pull it out put it in ya mouth how's it taste man
(Brr brr) hold up wait man
Before I pick you apart I wanna see ya face man
You die a lot quicker out here when you fake man
Plus I got a part two for ya like Space Jam
PSA for everybody out there hating
I'll be waiting for your demise and I'm patient
If I ain't like you
I'ma strike you
And get deep up in ya ass like type two
Or what I might do is just snipe you
A bitch think they can stop Fish
I'm like who?
Cuz when they see me walking in the streets it's like move
They looking at me dawg like there's something I might do
I ain't talking bout a muscle but there's something I might pull
And that thang go
Click-clack Like boom
You got a gun? Please scrub you don't own that
No cap dumb boy I been had my own strap
Got the Laser trainer in the chamber and some snap caps
Ima sharpshooter too I point it, it's like BAP bap
My finger move double time like tap tap
I practice with ya girl but I had to wrap that
I ain't worried bout the price cuz I can pay the right man
To put it to ya head while you sleep like night stand
If I even think you a threat my shit be like blam
But you just a f*cking bitch to me so I be like scram
I spit a 16 even Kendrick Like damn
Why?
Muthaf*cka
'Cause fish the man
I ain't f*ck with no snitches
I ain't f*ck with no snitch ass niggaz
I ain't f*ck with no bitches
Nooo
I ain't f*ck with no
I ain't f*ck with no snitches
I ain't f*ck with no snitch ass niggaz (F*ck you snitches)
I ain't f*ck with no bitches
No
I ain't f*ck with nah
I ain't f*ck with you
What the f*ck you do?
You go and tell
Now we gon' cut ya tail
I ain't f*ck with you
What the f*ck you do?
You go and tell
Now we gon' cut ya tail
Now we gon' cut ya tail
Now we gon' cut ya tail
Now we gon' cut ya tail...