Stop Snitchin (Lyrics):

B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga

B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga

I can smell a bitch nigga a mile away
Type of nigga so bitch, he should put “bitch-made” on his license plate (Bitch!)
From that real shit, you bitch niggas play hide and seek (Bitch-ass niggas)
Me and bitch niggas, we don’t conversate
Bitch niggas love saying real niggas tryna hate (Bitch-ass nigga)
But nah, nigga, I’m a real nigga, I had a bag of weight
You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (Bitch)
I can’t stand how bitch niggas operate
You’s a bitch (Bitch), your mama know you a bitch (Bitch)
Your girl even know you a bitch (Bitch)
I don’t know how she suck your dick, pause
You got caught with some shit (Shit)
With your best friend and your clique (Clique)
Y’all got caught hittin’ a lick (Hit)
Everybody went down ’cause you snitched (Aw)
Whoever raised you ain’t do a good job at that (That)
Ayy, whoever raised you need to get slapped
Karma is a bitch and she gon’ get you, nigga, just like that
‘Cause once a bitch nigga, always a bitch, facts

B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga

Bi*ch ni*gas always contemplate
Always contemplate what on they’re tryna say
Bitch ni*ga leave the house, think he fly today
Bitch ni*ga don’t even know what’s ’bout to come his way, bop
Bitch ni*ga, you should bleed for seven days
No test, touch the road, you scared to catch a fade
I got in a fight and you ain’t fight
You ran off, so next time I see you, I’ll knock you out on sight
(Bing, bing, bing) Ayy, I don’t want no rap beef
‘Cause I’m really gon’ slide, check my wrap sheet (Check it, ni*ga)
Ayy, so think twice before attacking me
I’ma pull a gun out, I ain’t gon’ run, I ain’t no athlete
(Boom-boom-boom-boom!) You count the next man’s pockets
You fall, pillow talking to that bitch, she a hoe, you know she our’s
I hate a bitch ni*ga, I hate a bitch ni*ga, I swear to God
I don’t know what’s worse, bitch ni*gas or alchohol

B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga

B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga
B*tch ni*ga, snitch n*gga, ho n*gga, b*tch n*gga

Stop Snitchin” is a new song by Yg dropped Wednesday, April 24 via Def Jam Recordings.