Pop Smoke feat. Future , Quavo - Snitching

[Intro] So, you got the job doing what? Bro, I get payed to snitch now, nigga It's really classified, I can't really talk about this shit, my nigga Oh, my God Only reason I'm tellin you this, 'cause you my boy But don't fuck with me, you see what I did to Roger You seen what I did to Roger Forty years He had forty years? Forty years, bitch, you don't wanna sign that plea Forty years Damn Don't fuck with me Seth the chef Buddah blessed this beat Yeah, Huncho [Verse 1: Quavo] Look at my status (Status) No, I'm not braggin', I'm not average (Average) My bitch want a Patek (Patek) I bought her a whip and I told her, "Stop naggin'" (Skrr) Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin' (Bling) I bought it off backend (Shinin') The club is packed in (Packed in) Step in your city we goin' in (Goin' in) Drop the top, let's blow the wind (Drop top) Fuck the cops, we goin' big Niggas out here hate the kid, 'cause I run it up when supposed to be dead, uh Bitch, I'm a player (Player) Nigga we're trappin', and checkin' the mail, yeah Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I'm handin' out bills, yeah These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah The way that you playin' (Ayy), niggas out here be workin' with 12 [Chorus: Quavo] Damn (Woo), snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Woo) Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') Snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin, uh (Snitchin') Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin, uh (Damn) [Verse 2: Quavo] They workin', they clockin', they watchin' No stoppin, no options, we ballin', we poppin' We goin', let's go, get money, get mo', the show I got it, and there's plenty mo' on the boat (Uh) Nigga, we came from the bottom Yes, it's time for the bosses to toast (Toast) Me and the dog got collars We puttin' diamonds on top of the chokers (Ice) Fuck nigga, come in the lane Shit, we droppin' him off like a floater (Float) I ain't gon' mention his name But if he do, it's like that then it's over (Snitch) [Chorus: Quavo] Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Woo) Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') Snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') [Verse 3: Pop Smoke] Said I pull up, Amiri, got ninas attached Walk in the buildin', I shake up the room Fuck on your lady, no feelings attached Don't talk out your mouth 'cause she holdin' the room Yeah, yeah, walk in (Walk in), then walk up out it There's never a day I don't walk without it Shoot a nigga, never talk about it (Shh) 'Cause these niggas be rats, yeah (Rats) I had to shoot it in class (Class) I had the ninas attached Fuckin' 'round, see, I had the best batch (Woo) If Quavo told me get him, then I'ma do the dash (I'ma do the dash) Yeah, dash (Dash), I take off like a rocket (Yeah) [Chorus: Quavo] Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Woo) Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') Snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') Damn Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') [Verse 4: Future] Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown Pick a town, lock it down Chrome Hearts, Chrome Hearts Bitches love my style Look at how my wrist glow, huh Two-fifty just for the watch, uh Post on the block, I was servin' for dollar I caught a wave, it's amazing, Margiela Audemars, water, Beretta, vendetta Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel Takin' off just like a rocket, got racks in my pocket I'm havin' my way with these hoes Shawty in love with my diamonds, she love how they twinkle She love how they glisten, they glow Pour up a four like I'm young Tony Stoke One in the head, 99 more to go Went in a winner, pull up like a GOAT Trippin' and spillin', chinchilla on the floor Came from the gutter, that's word from the bro I'm Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas I'm really havin' more hits than The Beatles I was out trappin' with keys like Alicia I be finessin' my plug, got it cheaper Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers, hey I'm on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh Switch up the flow for the visual Just so you know that I'm spiritual All of my money identical Blue faces, blue faces, keep it one hundred They want that Woo shit Niggas gon' shoot your shit You ain't no Woo, nigga You ain't gon' do shit [Chorus: Quavo] Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Woo) Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Snitchin') Snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh (Damn)