Landing Strip
[Verse] (Snaggle B)
You already know who it fuckin is
It’s snaggle b I'm goin harder than a bottle boutta fizz
I bag a bunch of bitches banging boof
But not to kids
Cause I be poisoning the youth with all the input in they ears
Put em on a pedestal and hang the trophies up like chandeliers
I guess the problem is the government controlling us with fear
It’s problematic grinding every day like we be fucking gears
I see the problem get connected then thеy interfere
Thе only way to stop it
Is to understand without us they'd be nothin
It’s the population growth
Technology is up and coming
Keep em runnin’
Runnin out the criminals
They keepin off the topic
That a portion of the prisoners
Are Mary Jane petitioners
And all my fuckin’ listeners
Gone light a mothafucking blunt
You know they all smoking medicinal
And I wouldn’t want a change
See so many of my fuckin’ idols take the exit lane
[Verse] (Chuflakka)
I'm not so average, when I'm kickin' the flows
Not one of the greats, but I be sicker than most
Keep it blunt with these rappers, this isn't a boast
Lick, twist, press it to my lips, I'm ready to roast
And that's just how the blunt burn
Godlike, on the mic
When will these fucks learn?
Guaranteed, on the beat, like how the sun turn
I'm a real one, not a faker
Not a gangster, I'm a skater
I'm a giver, not a taker
Give your bitch the dick and break her
Get this money, stack the paper
On the daily, fuck a hater
While I'm tryna rule the galaxy and my agenda Vader
Bet my taste is somethin' you savor
Came in the game on my worst behavior
Got me confused for the fuckin' savior
Just, rip up the verse, then it's see ya later

[Verse] (Snaggle B)
They always comin at me like I got no drive
But never look at what’s inside the hood
My mind is like a hive
In which I share the godly information from the elder wise
Or what the people in the church would call
A god up in the skies
[Verse] (Chuflakka)
Don't believe in me dude?
Well I'm the infidel
I'm fly and the shit
So that's a pigeon tail
I swear yinz just prayin that I tripped and fell
Been grindin' my whole life, so watch me hit the rail

[Verse] (Snaggle B)
Every breath I take inside my lungs is just a throne of lies
Built inside a simulation like a poltergeist
My mission like a robber heist
You Watch your girl and watch your ice
Cause we the gang we on the rise
We hit a lick we play it nice

[Verse] (Chuflakka)
Hit a lick, hit a heist
Disappear, like a geist
Don't mistake me for nice
Spitting heat my only vice

[Verse] (Snaggle B)
Higher than motherfucking a kite
I’m never soaring super high
I’m tethered by the kid inside
Counting down the days to die
[Verse] (Chuflakka)
Why the fuck are all of y'all, tryna shoot a dick at dudes
I swear to God, that you need to get a chick or two
Really like, all you gotta to do is hit the chicken coup
Tell her that you sellin' drugs, and you been to prison too

[Verse] (Snaggle B)
Never fuckin with a fake bitch
I grew up in the sticks
You count your blessings
Keep it real and knock it
With the fuck shit
And never rob another kid
Unless you want a clip
Inside your body
Polka dotted like a middle eastern landing strip

[Verse] (Chuflakka)
Lyrical dose, spiritual note
But JayZ has that lyrical flow
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I don't fear the reaper
Or his reefer, Justin Bieber
All these tweakers
Throwing gangsters
Wearing beepers

[Verse] (Snaggle B)
Keeping it real
I go with the flow
Fuck with these bitches
I put on a show
Stick to the dro
Not doin the blow
It’s Snaggle and Chuwy
The tale of two bros
Give us your money
And book us for shows
Reaching up for the stars
I can handle the load
Gimme the time and the day
And I’ll show you the way
To the key to your mind
And the end of the maze