Snkrs

TZT:
(Verse 1)
(Look)
Me, my niggas we buck
Mano y mano
But wait fuck boy
You steppin’ round my Giannos
My motto, move quiet and hit big, like lottos
Auto-Bots roll out
On God I’m bout to show out
Two things I don’t like
A scuff mark
A mark bitch
The tough part is
I’m heartless
Guitar riffs in the back bitch
Big timbs nigga I stomp shit
Sneakers on my fit
That’s blood family I’ll pop quick

SAUL:
(Verse 2)
(Uh)
My baby mama got me air forces
With the swoosh we roll deeper than a Corpse Husband
My Foot Loose but I don’t dance
When you see Le Fleur you gotta take 2
A double glance
So much cons you would think I am a
Conman
So much shoes you would think I am a
Cobbler
My shoes foreign
They no speaky they no hablé
So when you see em, ask the price
You’d havе no idea

Ziccy:
(Verse 3)
(Look)
I buck shit likе buck shots in shot guns
Gun runner
Run shit
Shit run that’s top gun
Top spun I’m playing games
But you niggas not fun
Tennis shoes rippin' up the court
But you niggas can’t afford
You need funds
My concepts crazy
No AB AC
Yo technique lazy
No nigga faze me
I’m in the Stacey’s
But I’ll still kick it with the Timbs
Till cop a Benz