Snakes

Lyrics

[Skit 1: Chris Patrick and Friend] Aye boy, ain't that, ain't that that pussy ass nigga over there? I mean, it is but bro, chill, we ain't even gotta do all that right now Aye boy, you a real bitch ass nigga, G (Ayo, chill bro) Real bitch ass nigga and I was wit yo granny the other day, nigga, so I know where y'all stay (Just leave these niggas alone, bro, we good) I'll terrorize the whole Sunday dinner, nigga (Here we fucking go!) Real muthafucking pitbull will bite down on yo granny's ankles, nigga Yo daddy ankles, nigga, yo momma ankles [Chorus] Aye Niggas be hoes in ya face Keep lil bro out my space, for real He don't think we know he shaky We'll expose him as fake for real Lil shorty done told me the case, uh Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Niggas be hoes in ya face Keep lil bro out my space, for real He don't think we know he shaky We'll expose him as fake for real Lil shorty done told me the case, uh Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real [Verse 1] Brodie is ready with pride Brodie got devilish ties Brodie too focused on hoping my energy die Living rent-free in his mind, cope with it mentally Notice he jealous at times Know he not meant to be I Showed me he enemy Close to me? Never, I tried to fix up the envy inside 'em But he saying he gang just so he could hang with us It's a shame cause bro was my vato Niggas lame when they see you raising up And they blame you when they can't follow Chose his fate and I went and prayed for bruh I prayed his pain would be swallowed Switch to strangers then it get dangerous when they aim to hit you with hollows Bang, bang, bang, clocking yo stunts Niggas want what you got when you up Pocket watching, he copy yo everything Pocket rocket, he starving too much My reconnaissance showing me everything He talk down on my name in the cut He walk 'round tryna claim he got dirt on me Well, bitch, I ain't give a fuck [Bridge] Chop off the head of the snake for real If he move like a opp, that homie shit dead, my nigga Can't take no Ls Chop off the head of the snake for real If he move like a opp, that homie shit dead, my nigga That homie shit dead, my nigga [Chorus] Aye Niggas be hoes in ya face Keep lil bro out my space, for real He don't think we know he shaky We'll expose him as fake for real Lil shorty done told me the case, uh Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Niggas be hoes in ya face (Niggas be hoes in ya face) Keep lil bro out my space, for real (Space, for real) He don't think we know he shaky We'll expose him as fake for real Lil shorty done told me the case, uh Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real (Snakes, Snakes) Heard he roll with the snakes for real (Heard he roll with the snakes, Aye) [Verse 2] I don't trust these niggas I don't trust these hoes Turn that boy to Ricky, Huncho, get the pole Dump 'em in his soul, up a couple rounds Fuckers think we pussy, tuck 'em in the ground Pops had raised me as a peaceful nigga but the homies with me keep the piece concealed Watch the way you tryna treat my niggas, 'cause the slightest mess up might just get you chilled Aye, bro, what the fuck? Aggression in me for the opposition I can't let the brodies think a nigga sweet My best decision feeling nonexistent 'cause my ego telling me to get the heat Success ain't earned without a reckless vision Either hit the pedal or you hit defeat Better got to stepping 'fore we dead the beef Promise death gon settle who get left to speak Losing my calm, my cool, my chill My niggas is armed to shoot and kill Bang! Watch that boy roof get peeled, bang! Niggas be, uh Niggas be chatting, they ain't really troops for real, bang! Disappear, poof, he killed, aye! Skate off, regroup the field Gang! Shoulder the blame Cuzzo told me he in pain God gon fold him when he slain He ain't even scared of hell This shit posted in his brain Living life until he can't If he see the opps and he get the drop, he'll spin down the block, left off the stick If he see the opps, he'll get the drop, spin down the block and left off the stick, aye! [Chorus] Aye Niggas be hoes in ya face Keep lil bro out my space, for real He don't think we know he shaky We'll expose him as fake for real Lil shorty done told me the case, uh Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Niggas be hoes in ya face Keep lil bro out my space, for real He don't think we know he shaky We'll expose him as fake for real Lil shorty done told me the case, uh Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real Heard he roll with the snakes for real [Skit 2: Friend] Man, fuck that nigga I ain't worried bout them niggas, man Niggas lame as hell And his granny damn near helped me set his ass up Nigga, we getting money over here, nigga We getting money, we living right, nigga, we healthy Nigga, it's health and wellness over here, nigga Fuck them, nigga I'm eating kale and shit in LA, nigga I'm living a different life, nigga We up now, nigga I ain't worried 'bout them, nigga You hear me?, we up We up now