King Snipe Lyrics by Gucci Mane & Kodak Black

Gucci Mane and Kodak Black Lyrics

American rappers Gucci Mane and Kodak Black join forces on the 'King Snipe' track, we've provided the song's lyrics below. King Snipe was co-produced by Richie Souf and Fourteen.

Gucci Mane & Kodak Black - King Snipe Lyrics

Intro: Kodak Black
Shit, I love Guwop though, Zuwop, 'cause I'm a big Z
Ya heard me?
Know what I'm saying?
Shoutout to Gucci, I think that my dad, you know I was just jerking
(I just told Richie we rich)

Verse 1: Kodak Black
Been saying, "Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop"
I was like, "Bet," [know that was lying ...]
When them bullets had came my way, I say, "I bet Kodak ain't dying"
We put murders backwards after, we turned red rum to wine
I'm that nigga that smack all the smackers so I am the biggest stepper, five-five
I'm a hot boy, my bitch the coldest, yeah, opposite attract
You got one time to raise your voice in here, then I'ma get the strap
I'vе been chasing that boy like a fly running house but evеntually, I'll get him clapped
All I ever had was the trap, I ain't have me no dad, so I got off my dick, yeah, I jacked

Chorus: Kodak Black
I've been true to this from the jump (Uh-huh)
When I do it, consider it done (Mm-hmm)
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z but I'm P, for sure
I bet low-key, she a swoop
Need Codeine with lil' boo
And I know she cheating too
But I ain't finna look for proof

Verse 2: Gucci Mane
I triple crossed them 'cause I seen it was planted
Tried count me out, must didn't know how to count (What?)
Told her ring up, they didn't know the amount
Expensive new ferries, I couldn't even pronounce (It's Gucci)
No gun policy, stick in the party (Grrah)
Hope nobody get side of they body
Got himself hurt, he was full of that molly (Damn)
We ain't even wanna have to kill nobody (Woah, ooh)
Riding down Ocean like Fast and the Furious (Gucci)
Caught me red-handed, can't crack up the jury (Damn)
Your boss is a pussy, your artist was scared (Pussy)
Just a matter of time 'fore they take all your jewelry
These young niggas they done made killing a sport
They're brazing, they'll take a swish to New York
So crazy, kill a pig, turn him to pork
I hope they don't try to get my lyrics in court (It's Gucci)

Chorus: Kodak Black
I've been true to this from the jump
When I do it, consider it done
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z but I'm P, for sure
I bet low-key, she a swoop
Need Codeine with lil' boo
And I know she cheating too
But I ain't finna look for proof

Verse 3: Kodak Black
And I got juice but I want the lean
I'm smoking deuce, I pour a three
And I got boot, been down on my feet
What did I do? Caresha, please, baby
Bought you a Ring Pop to be funny
I'll take you to Kay's now, if you lucky
My Pomeranian puppy, a Russian
I brought this lil' beautiful bitch to the ugly
And I'm King Snipe, and I'm King Tut
Yeah, I came tight, you ain't getting nothing
Miami nights, fuckin' in the club
Shaking with the dice, it don't really bluff
I made a way, it's only us
Niggas hating on me, watch
All I did was run it up

Chorus: Kodak Black
I've been true to this from the jump (Uh-huh)
When I do it, consider it done (It done)
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one (I'm one)
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap (Uh-huh)
Put a bag right on his top (Your head)
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart (It's there)
Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z but I'm P, for sure (Uh-huh)
I bet low-key, she a swoop (A swoop)
Need Codeine with lil' boo (She bad and bougie)
And I know she cheating too
But I ain't finna look for proof

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