I Never Snitch on Daddy Lyrics

I Never Snitch on Daddy Lyrics

[Cousin Stizz:]
Yo Rich, this s–t is really crazy, no bulls–t
Oh s–t, yeah, this is really crazy
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect, yeah
Ride with me, b—h, you perfect

Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect

In the Brinks truck, I need more bucks, woah (Cash)
I, I need more s^^ts at the top floor (Let’s get it, yeah)
Every time I go in, I get hot more (Wow)
I f^ck bad b—hes, she get soft more
We was trappin’ while you was sophomores
Tryna make a dollar out of nothing, make you hot, boy (Yeah)
Give me what you got, sail your wave like we the yacht boys
Actin’ like Oscars, n^^^as imposters

Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect

Yeah, bend that s–t over, twerk it
Bend that s–t over, work it
Bend that s–t over, jerk it
Girl, you don’t make me nervous
My b—h want that Birkin
Money don’t make me nervous
I’ma get the bands and spend it
Lookin’ like a check just landed
This ain’t nothin’ new to me
Her t^^s out like Jenny
You wouldn’t understand it
From wasn’t in the sentence
To all up in her mouth like dentist
Foreigns on the
Foreigns, I’ma vanish

Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect

[Yung Miami:]
(Miami)
I’ll never snitch on daddy (Never)
I’ll hold a brick for you, daddy (Ounce)
Smash on a b—h for you, daddy (Pop)
Top of the Ritz, gettin’ ate like a steak
I’ma cream on your face, lil’ daddy (Ooh)
Ice my wrist, lil’ Patek (Ice)
We’ll never ever have static (Never)
I don’t wanna f^ck with nan’ one of y’all hoes
Free JT automatic
Yes, I’m a fool for the carats
Spirit animal is a rabbit
Kill this p___y, come stab it
Ow, cell f^^kin’ shawty right now
P___y so perfect, make a b—h mad
Ooh, be calm
City Girls up, we perfect
Cheat on your b—h, I’m worth it
I don’t need Tristan, b—h, I’m pimpin’
I’ma always hide behind the curtain

[Cousin Stizz:]
Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Ride with me, b—h, you perfect
Slide with me, b—h, you perfect
Die for me, b—h, I’m perfect
Lie for me, b—h, I’m perfect