Just getting home
Put about ten chains on (Gangsta—)
Pull the Rolls out, the Maybach, and the Sprinter
Called a handful of my finest (Gangsta—)
Told them, “Let’s have a gangsta party”
Snow’s back in session
Still snowin’ (Gangsta Grizzilz)
Why they call that nigga Snow? ‘Cause that boy went polar
I could see it in his face, yeah, that boy miss soda
Solja rag, yeah, that’s when I’m in the ‘Nolia
Selling that white girl, Tony Montana (Dra— Dra— Dra— Dra—)
I just put a four in the baby in the stroller (Yes sir)
All yellow box with an arm and a shoulder
Got twenty of them left, yeah, I’m trying meet my quota (Ay, Snowman)
Catch me at Carbone’s chilling with the owner
(Gangsta—)
We back at it, baby
Been snowing so long I thought we were stuck in a blizzard
Twenty years of greatness, legacy and excellence (Gangsta Grillz, you bastards)
Gangsta Grillz
Y’all ready?
DJ Drama (Dramatic, nigga)
Why they call that nigga Snow? ‘Cause that boy went polar
I could see it in his face, yeah, that boy miss soda
Solja rag, yeah, that’s when I’m in the ‘Nolia
Selling that white girl, Tony Montana
I just put a four and the baby in the stroller
All yellow box with an arm and a shoulder
Got twenty of them left, yeah, I’m tryna meet my quota
Catch me at Carbone’s chilling with the owner
I ain’t the type of nigga to be playing no game
45 on the hip, I ain’t wearing no chains
Had a Beamer, had a Benz and a Cadillac
Me and the plug back and forth playing pitty-pat
Break it down four ways, that’s a kitty-kat
Know two, three niggas where Diddy at
I know your type, imposter
No Vybz Kartel, no Rasta
Still snowin’
The inspiration’s still inspirin’
The motivation’s still motivatin’
This what y’all was waiting for?
Snowman, holler at ’em
DJ Drama
Here we go, here we go, nigga, I’m not domino
Ran out of Glad bags, sent my runner to the store
Turn the music down, nigga, drive very slow
They follow you here, don’t let them in the door
Self made millionaires, where you at?
It’s a bunch of you niggas, look at God, look at that
You say you having motion, where it’s at?
Nigga on your IG, fuck is that?
Hey, keep on, my nigga too real
Bad Boy, Def Jam, two deals
All I know that he spent three mill’
Mixtape independent, that’s right, no deal
Snowman shit, nigga, chill
You know I put the trap in my will
I know your type, imposter
No Vybz Kartel, no Rasta
Yeah, yeah
Still snowin’
Still snowin’, haha
Yeah, still snowin’
Yeah, what? Still snowin’
Legendary
It’s still snowin’
We the greatest
Yeah, still snowin’
Why would we ever stop?
Yeah, what? Still snowin’
It is still, motherfucker
Yes sir
Oh man
Feels so right
Some things have changed
Some things have stayed the same
Like this greatness, legendary
Can you dig me?
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