Snitches get stitches

Send me to the cops while your dashing to your pops

You be out here claiming all of this shit

That your a gangsta that your a blood

And a mothafuckin crip but in reality

You ain’t nothin but a lil snitch bitch

Just remember all snitches get stitches

And left in different ditches

You got it comin your way now you better pray

Remember when you said I was fuckin wit gang shit

Until we ran up on you then you dipped like a bitch

And called cops sent me to the station at 9:30 in the fuckin mornin

After that shit was done I was like what time is it

Then it clicked time to catch this pussy bitch

Imma use yo head as a trampoline when I catch you lackin

Then you won’t be laughing now I gotta question

When they got the flowers on the curb for yo ass

Will you understand you lost?