(Intro)
Snapping and trapping, yeah
Snapping and trapping, oh
This gon be your favorite song
(Verse 1)
This sound like I been up to some sh*t, don’t it?
This sound like all these ni**as is my kids, don’t it?
This sound like I ain’t got no respect for my opponents
This sound like I got a point to make, this sound like I’m whipping up the cake
I should wear a cap
Superhuman with the melodies
I go dumb retarded with the harmonies
And my voice is something like a therapy to your girl
Yeah, aeed a hit? I got the recipe
Ain’t no ni**a here they can compare to me
Keep it player, word to Bill Bellamy
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Look at em, look at em snappin
Damn, ni**as can’t tell if he singing or rapping
Damn, smoking and drinking so you know what happen next
(Chorus)
Bi**hes is snapping and ni**as is trapping
Bi**hes is snapping and ni**as is trapping
Bi**hes is snapping and ni**as is trapping
Smoking and drinking so you know what happen
Bi**hes is snapping and ni**as is trapping
Bi**hes is snapping and ni**as is trapping
