Snatch His Chain - Fredo Santana, Chief Keef, Gino Marley

Every time I step outside I got some new money

See a lame, snatch his chain, I bet he won’t do nothing

Been with the shit since a jit, ain’t gotta prove nothing

Be with real shooters, I swear we’ll shoot something

And every time you see Lil Marley just know l got some blue hundreds

Shooter got a jeweler, my lil nigga wanna spit somethin'

Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money

Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds

Feeling like an actor 'cause my life is a movie

But no I’m not acting, 'cause I keep MAC’s and Uzi’s

Designer what I wear, I mix that Raf with that Tsubi

These niggas wanna hate but I tell these niggas shoot me

A veteran in the field, I promise I am not a rookie

On the west coast smokin' the best dope, got me feeling like Tookie

And if I’m feeling sad I just fuck up on a groupie

Most savage in the game, I swear they scared to book me

And if I had a problem 'fore I get it, shooters took it

And if I serve you out in public please tell me who looking

Probably take a trip to Cali just to smoke the cookie

Bitch you lookin' at a coach, I been ballin' since a rookie

And if a nigga rob you for my pack, bitch show me who took it

You don’t want the pistol in your show then why you book me?

And I never took nothing from a nigga who wasn’t looking so

You ain’t gotta go and tell the nigga that I took it

Every time I step outside I got some new money

See a lame, snatch his chain, I bet he won’t do nothing

Been with the shit since a jit, ain’t gotta prove nothing

Be with real shooters, I swear we’ll shoot something

And every time you see Lil Marley just know l got some blue hundreds

Shooter got a jeweler, my lil nigga wanna spit somethin'

Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money

Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds

In a new Maybach, in the front with a two two

Three motherfucker no, this is not a deuce deuce

Gang with me, riding past all the goose goose

I’ll make it rain on you before I salute you

Smokin' hella fuckin' O’s, and I got the racks too

And I got my shooter with me posted like a statue

Don’t even fuckin' sneeze, he won’t hesitate to blast you

All this pissy jewelry on me, point me to the restroom

My lil niggas hot sauce

Hit you with the four five, don’t care if you’re five four

You better be in by the streetlights

I’m aiming for the richest 'cause I know what the streets like

Every time I step outside I got some new money

See a lame, snatch his chain, I bet he won’t do nothing

Been with the shit since a jit, ain’t gotta prove nothing

Be with real shooters, I swear we’ll shoot something

And every time you see Lil Marley just know l got some blue hundreds

Shooter got a jeweler, my lil nigga wanna spit somethin'

Old hoes stuck in new ways see this new money

Old hoes stuck in new ways see these blue hundreds