Snapple

By CB5

On Lost Legends

Released on March 3, 2020

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[Intro: Marcíto]

Yeah you know what I may go off the top after my verse and see what happens again you know?

I’m feeling a little I may come in there and get a little Snapple and hit that freestyle

Hey can I get some Snapple right quick?

Hold up, Hold up


[Verse: Marcíto]

I murder beats I gotta clean up the all aftermath

I’m doing everything I got enemies across the map

I get the title bring it back just like the cabbage patch

The game is a hustle I’m on my grind so I can handle that

Quarter back

Run it make a change but I’m not talking bout thеm quarters back

I’m monumental my album you about to order that

Hold up

I gotta changе your equilibrium

Out of balance is the way I’m bout it

So mysterious

The way I move in silence drives the haters so delirious

Hold up are you hearing this?

Swerving lanes I pray to God that he’s the one who’s steering this

I’m working pedal to the metal full throttle no breaks

Feel this from the West out to Harlem all the bodies shake

I never contemplate I orchestrate

Big body moving weight

Run it while they run in place

Pray to God for better days

Imma get the bread today

Yeah


[Chorus: UraelB]

Click, click, catch me smiling in the pictures

Posing with ya aunty, cousin or ya sister

They sip-sippin on my juice

Man what I gotta prove

Check the news

Might’ve found out quicker

Know you hella mad

Cool story fam

Super duper mad

Ask if I give a damn

My care went from 0 to the floor

Don’t know about you

But I got my Snapple though


[Verse: UraelB]

One of the few poor with jewels

Other fools juice pouring into they Juuls

But I’m rich in mind and soul so I know I won’t lose

What I produce appears to leave dudes bruised in Pro Tools

I’m talking hurt in the box

Tell em all kick rocks

Better yet go to the Grand Canyon

And stand in the damn sand with ya fam

Till a damn famine come blamming

And ambulance’s find corpses with bloody toes

Better off selling souls

Fuck with me that’s a no go

My simplest rhythms get em wanting for mo

You can try but you won’t

Ever do it better because

You are just a clone

After you C and L know I’m the one to leave alone

Ain’t really rocking with the rest

Only RTR UraelB established

Meaning I’m the best

Why even test

Get S.A.T. For A.C.T

I.N.G

Like I ain’t got the juice like S-N-A double P-L-E


[Chorus: UraelB]

Click, click, catch me smiling in the pictures

Posing with ya aunty, cousin or ya sister

They sip-sippin on my juice

Man what I gotta prove

Check the news

Might’ve found out quicker

Know you hella mad

Cool story fam

Super duper mad

Ask if I give a damn

My care went from 0 to the floor

Don’t know about you

But I got my Snapple though


[Verse: Kid Kilometers]

Okay holy crap

I just did 365 but get no plays

On my grind but get no raise

Still got a lot of hits to make

And ain’t nobody know my name

Still trapping in the dark

Pull a rabbit out my hat and pray to God that it gone spark

But I’m the man around here

Let me make it real clear

Take some verses off the shelf and all your clout gone disappear

I got that Michael Jordan flow I caught the flu and shifted gears

It’s called the Legends of the Lu you ain’t gone find no basics here

Put the whole team on my back

Might have faced challenges but I’m back

I pick up the slack

Ain’t in it for racks

You looking for answers, look at the facts

I’m the honcho when I call shots

Got shooting guards they got good form

If I take an L I just let it go

Leave the past behind me like Jason Bourne

This no competition this a massacre

I pull up in horses get to whip them like I’m Ben Hur

Don’t compare to Logic that is absurd

James Bond smooth as hell got them hanging on every single word (Ay hold up that Snapple got me feeling kinda wavy)


[Outro: UraelB]

Click, click, catch me smiling in the pictures (pictures)

Smiling in the pictures (pictures)

Smiling in the pictures (pictures)

Smiling in the pictures

They sipping on my juice (They sipping on my)

Man what else I gotta prove (Man what else I gotta)

Check the news (Check the)

Check the news (Check the)

Know you hella mad (hella mad)

Cool story fam (story fam)

Super duper mad (duper mad)

Ask if I give a damn (give a damn)

Know you hella mad

Cool story fam

Super duper mad

Ask if I give a damn