Snitching Ass Stacy lyrics

[Intro]
Man who the f*ck this is callin'? Hello?
Ayy bro, what's up, what's up Philth, this Fame man, you got a minute man?
What's happenin'?
Damn bro, you know I was callin' all, you know all the real n*ggas from the hood, bro you feel me 'cause... I had somethin' to get off my chest, you feel me, get some sucker sh*t, you feel me, uh...
Did what?
You gotta understand, you feel me, hit the glass of water, pointed a few n*ggas out. Bruh I just, you feel me, I just want to give you the option, bruh you feel me, I ain't take the cigarette
Man what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout my n*gga?
They offered a n*gga some chips and hella sh*t I, I ain't... you feel me? I told 'em no, but I told on them n*ggas so I was just callin' to tell you
Call and tell me what?
What's goin' on with your n*gga, bruh? you feel me?
Oh nah, I don't f*ck with no snitches
I'm tryna buzz you in so you can be on your toes 'cause I f*cked up, you feel me, so... I mean, let me know if you f*ckin' with a n*gga or not bro

[Verse 1]
Look, the song was out for three months before you said something
See any n*gga play with me, you know that lead comin'
Matter fact I sent it to you when I recorded it
So why you ain't been pull up on Sem, it wasn't important then
I don't need the paperwork, you told me out your mouth
How you took the stand on 'em, how you pointed 'em out
How you drunk the glass of water, tryna clear your mouth
Ain't got sh*t to talk about, ain't tryna hear you out
Back and forth on IG, got your followers up
'Cause you was following more n*ggas than was following you
FOD ENT, don't want problems with us
And any n*gga ridin' with you, please line 'em all up
It's Philthy
[Interlude]
Philthy, what's up bruh?
Ayy bruh why you keep calling my phone?
I already told you I ain't f*ckin' with you n*gga
I'm really tryna get you on this song bruh, for this compilation I got goin' on
n*gga I ain't got no song
It seem like you fell back off your n*ggas since I told you I... jumped up there and got to pointing and sh*t, you feel me, so
No I don't f*ck with no snitches n*gga
Hit me back, the compilation still going
f*ck your compilation n*gga
I need you bruh, tap in bruh, you feel me
I bet you do
'Cause it's n*ggas who still f*ck with me 'cause so many n*ggas got love for me
n*gga the hood don't f*ck with you
I thought you had that type of love for me
n*gga Seminary don't f*ck with you
I can't overlook sh*t n*gga
I'm just sayin' bruh, tap in bruh

[Verse 2]
Look, Stacy Harris, b*tch you still ain't post that paperwork
Hundred round draco show you how that cater work
Rolling Hills where your mama at, you can lay beside here
Foothill where you find me at, ain't no n*gga hidin'
Been pullin' your ho card, see this ain't nothin' new
n*gga came home broke, ain't pulled up in nothin' new
He all in my DM's, he tryna squash the beef
Golden Magazine, you was dissin' Keek
[?] Messy Mark DVD, you and William Bree
This n*gga he a rat, he don't deserve to breathe
I guess this n*gga high, he must've snort a key
He pickin' at a scab, that b*tch is gonna bleed, it's Philthy
[Outro]
Yeah man, sittin' back on this motherf*cker's Instagram, look at this n*gga's page right quick man
Oh this n*gga done bought another chain, okay, alright
n*gga ballin' and- listen man
Guess what I'm finna do, n*ggas want to play
I'm finna get on Instagram and make a post since n*ggas wanna play with Dame Fame
'Cause I don't play, you feel me?
n*gga didn't give me a chain but he got thirteen of 'em on right now but- he-
'Cause I did some sh*t that I really didn't do but I did, due to the circ*mstances, but, you know what bruh?
f*ck this n*gga bruh, feel me, 'cause n*ggas know this FOD, no ENT
And I started this sh*t, you feel me
He ain't even promoting, I mean he is, but... it's a long story, but
FOD no ENT, man you know what it is