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SR – Snap It (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro]

DT5 on the beat

Senseii

[Chorus: SR]

Two in the dots, hold it steady (Man down, man down)

Snap it, stuff it, slap it

Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)

Knife work’s been on fleek

How many yutes been chinged up already? (Woo)

Gyal get beat and dash

I got my white ting givin’ out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)

Two in the dots, hold it steady (Man down, man down)

Snap it, stuff it, slap it

Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)

Knife work’s been on fleek

How many yutes been chinged up already? (Woo)

Gyal get beat and dash

I got my white ting givin’ out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)

[Verse 1: Loski]

Beat this mash like I beat down ****

Real rider, let me ring like Lyca (Glee)

Love skii, deep to the death

Yes, really a fucking striker (Striker)

Drop over 60 racks on my chain

I’d do another 50 to watch, insane (Brr)

It’s hot, but in UK, make it rain

So shh got bunned, he ain’t been the same (Ha)

We done man in the chest and heads

Suwoo, leave it red

Jump off bikes, drill confirmed (Nah)

Switch location, burn that ped (Muh)

She wanna fuck ‘cah my diamond’s buss

Tell her “Don’t buss it,” I only want neck (Brr)

Remember when I bucked a 3-2 from Tottenham?

But never once has the kid met rich

Do him up nicely, gang too shiesty

Cool kid, bankroll, everything pricy

Bring a smoke out, heatwave like Wiley

Ay, Dej Loaf, fuck boy, come try me

Tryna do man like bro done Sav

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Who’s that? Ay, spin it, shoot (Muh)

Yo, yo, B, ay, bro, she cute

If I don’t jeet, I’ma give it to you

[Chorus: SR]

Two in the dots, hold it steady (Man down, man down)

Snap it, stuff it, slap it

Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)

Knife work’s been on fleek

How many yutes been chinged up already? (Woo)

Gyal get beat and dash

I got my white ting givin’ out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)

Two in the dots, hold it steady (Man down, man down)

Snap it, stuff it, slap it

Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)

Knife work’s been on fleek

How many yutes been chinged up already? (Woo)

Gyal get beat and dash

I got my white ting givin’ out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)

[Verse 2: Suspect]

How many got floored on board?

My eyes seen too much blood on goal (Ching, ching)

You know the procedure, pop them doors

Swing souls, and send my man to the Lord (Gang)

Them man just sheep like Shawning

Runnin’ the flock, we back that swing on (Bow)

No free fight, man grippin’ him a mash

‘Cah if you throw P’s, we’ll throw back corn

Just back my shank and get cheffy

Broad day, kweffy, been verified

I wet both deadlies (That’s right)


Drilled on them, and them, and them

Man stay, ain’t been touched, come get me (Come get me)

I got habibty givin’ out madda (Woo)

Got my white ting givin’ out necky

He got done in his neck, neck, neck

And he got some in the belly (Ah)

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Look at my streakies, head, head

Thinkin’ I was Wayne how I love it, Headies (Ching)

Got nuttin’ but dick for a jezzy

Doggy her up, and get back to the readies

He got done in his head, neck, chest

Then he got put in a telly

Two packs up on Macavelly

Who’s next? Come test me (Gang)

[Verse 3: SD]

Two in a dots, I’m steady (Ready)

Close one eye like Fetty

I slap one yute, tryna get some brekky

Got chest shot, his friend done leggy

Free ****, put his friend on telly (Haha)

Now, he can’t put dick in a jezzy

Three dot-dots and a freestyle ride

Let me call them “Ed, Edd n’ Eddy”

Always beena slide on, never been a hide on

‘Cause ****, showed him what my knife does

Saw ****, he didn’t even sight us

Hyperus splashed him, he left his sliders

Back to the car, can’t say you’re drivin’

Just know it was perfect timing (Woo)

Like DG when he got his fryin’

Free Grandad, he was already on violence

Mask on, it’s Shiesty season (Shiesty)

Trust me, I wouldn’t wanna be him

Took a 20 off **** ‘cah his brother upset

Get back in blood you idiot

I won’t lie, don’t know the feelin’

When you’re warin’ and your friend just leavin’

But Peeler must know the feelin’

‘Cause he tried snake me, but got left bleedin’ (Ching)

[Verse 4: Trap]

I got my black ting givin’ out necky

She want a Siraq SG for brekky (Brekky)

Take them bricks how we take them lives

Ain’t dug no points, but the opps done plenty (Plenty, plenty)

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Chest shot gang can’t go for a leggy

But free R1, still put him on telly (Free him up)

Heard a young boy’s wearin’ vest right now

So Sav just aim for a headie (Head)

We really makin’ opp boys famous

How many face we put in telly? (How many?)

Shorty come long like Gorz

Snap it, stuff it, slap it, and baffin’ plenty (Bap)

15 racks can’t fit in no pockets

Strix on the glizzy, no pocket rocket

He got done in his neck, chest, back

Civilians screamin’ “Stop it!”

[Chorus: SR]

Two in the dots, hold it steady (Man down, man down)

Snap it, stuff it, slap it

Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)

Knife work’s been on fleek

How many yutes been chinged up already? (Woo)

Gyal get beat and dash

I got my white ting givin’ out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)

Two in the dots, hold it steady (Man down, man down)

Snap it, stuff it, slap it

Big man, hold that corn for brekky (And again)

Knife work’s been on fleek

How many yutes been chinged up already? (Woo)

Gyal get beat and dash

I got my white ting givin’ out necky (Neck, neck, neck, neck)


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