SNAKES ft. Dizzy Rackz Lyrics

We don't fuck wit snakes

I'm in the hills with a Hollywood bitch

If I pass her the knock she throw like ten

Gangsta recognize gangstas

How you gon' slime me then say you my friend?

I'll be damned if I go out like one of my opps

Took a left to the dealership throwin' my shots

Fuck a deal nigga pass me the grip so I pull up

Bullets and bitches the things I be full of

Shots to the head if you talk on my cousin

Twenty-five girls in the club and I love it

I got my lil homie blastin' the opps in the spot with a

Glock when he shot he was nothin'

Ride around town with a blick on my right hip

All these pussy niggas hate on me

But point at me and say "A Luv I wanna be like him"

Put that on my résumé

Why you scared of us?

We heard what you said

No turning back you said it was

All them shots I threw you said it hurt

I bet it was

Cops tryn' figure out getaway cars on me

Like Bitch he fled in what?

I'm done with the snakes I'm tryna' get paid

Niggas be mad get the fuck out my face

Oh he talkin' hot okay let's play

I walk in the spot

Drippy

And my brother walk in with a stichy

Not Drake but shit get sticky

If he feel a way he get beat with the blicky

Ayo Dizzy move tact

Put like 42 shots in his back

When I creep on the block I be totin' the MAC

Cause I'm not really scared if they know where I'm at

Hit em' up with a G6 or a Maybach

If you want smoke niggas just say that

Ten out of ten thick bitches I rate that

Niggas know that I put on for the block

So I lay back

I'm done with the politicking

If he want smoke tell that nigga come see me

She act she like she don't give a fuck

But she know that she really need me

I'm one of a kind

Can ya niggas stop tryna' be me?

Give me my shoes I bet you can't walk in em

Only got brothers don't fuck with them other ones

Soon I get me a milly my mother won

And I feel like I'm DJ no Khaled another one

You must think that I really be rapping off beat but I'm not

Finna talk all my shit and complete all my goals

Niggas actin' like I really need all my hoes

When I sleep on my soul

I just keep 44's on my pillows then seek with my ghost

And I said we

Never fuck wit snakes no no

We play with all machetes not no blades no no

Shawty if I had a vest

Would you make sure the opps never headshot me?

Shooter v. Shooter I'm betting my three

Put the ceiling below any weapon that creep

Don't care what you say

All these bitches come to play

Too many cars in my lane had switch all the gears

So I'm going the other way

I remember all the vivid nights

Messy hair with braids on that's my type

My 44 got a kick and my wrist swole up

She ain't believe that my

Dick was a monster when I showed her after my bitch froze up

An assist when I threw it to Chris hold up

If you want me to shoot like

I'm Curry then I gotta get warmed up

During the day I was trapping but

During the nights I was fucking your bitch

Your love