"Sneaky Beat Remix" lyrics
Yeah
They been askin' me to do this motherfuckin' sneaky-ass beat
Funky-ass beat
Alright
I usually drive fast, but I gotta creep
On this type of beat, bro, it feel like I just gotta sneak (What else?)
Pull up, lay his ass flat like some Prada sneak's
Why your watch tickin', bro? I thought that was an Impala thing (What?)
Bro wrist got car problems
They had a good relationship, I took a spark out of 'em (Damn)
I guess he said I hit his bitch, it was in the car, probably
Ayy, grab that bitch up out the whip, he actin' hard 'bout it
I don't care if they got the drop, ain't nobody spinnin' this block
(Yup)
Had to do this beat, bro, they was spammin' me on TikTok
Should've kept your bitch discrete, now you got your bitch popped
And I feel like Future 'cause I did it in my flip-flops, huh (What else?)
They ain't Gucci's, they Balenci' (Alright)
Lil' white bitch that's out here sellin' coochie name Mackenzie
Step on em, put a nigga under my boot just like Andy (Like, alright)
I got a special cup just to pour my juice, niggas say I'm fancy, huh
Quiet on the creek, just hit my main bitch friend
Well, I guess I gave it up, but I don't give a damn
Put my man's on punishment, bro, he don't get to spin
Last time, you almost hit one of us in the head (Damn)
You can't shoot behind us
Niggas losin' at the dice game, now you mad as hell, like, come on, shoot for thousands (Mad-ass nigga)
Don't shoot my mama house up, I might shoot your mama
Mad as hell my cousin in the field, he was supposed to shoot to college
They been askin' me to do this motherfuckin' sneaky-ass beat
Funky-ass beat
Alright
I usually drive fast, but I gotta creep
On this type of beat, bro, it feel like I just gotta sneak (What else?)
Pull up, lay his ass flat like some Prada sneak's
Why your watch tickin', bro? I thought that was an Impala thing (What?)
Bro wrist got car problems
They had a good relationship, I took a spark out of 'em (Damn)
I guess he said I hit his bitch, it was in the car, probably
Ayy, grab that bitch up out the whip, he actin' hard 'bout it
I don't care if they got the drop, ain't nobody spinnin' this block
(Yup)
Had to do this beat, bro, they was spammin' me on TikTok
Should've kept your bitch discrete, now you got your bitch popped
And I feel like Future 'cause I did it in my flip-flops, huh (What else?)
They ain't Gucci's, they Balenci' (Alright)
Lil' white bitch that's out here sellin' coochie name Mackenzie
Step on em, put a nigga under my boot just like Andy (Like, alright)
I got a special cup just to pour my juice, niggas say I'm fancy, huh
Quiet on the creek, just hit my main bitch friend
Well, I guess I gave it up, but I don't give a damn
Put my man's on punishment, bro, he don't get to spin
Last time, you almost hit one of us in the head (Damn)
You can't shoot behind us
Niggas losin' at the dice game, now you mad as hell, like, come on, shoot for thousands (Mad-ass nigga)
Don't shoot my mama house up, I might shoot your mama
Mad as hell my cousin in the field, he was supposed to shoot to college
