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Snakes in the Grass
by ItsJustTyrese
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Whole Lotta snakes creeping in the grass
Can’t risk , Gotta mow it down, mow it on they ass
He ain’t talking about the money then why that buster mad
I don’t want that hoe, I’m sure she went out bad
That shit sad
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Yeah, Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Thought they had me but I’m creeping on they ass
Chop em up
Chop em down and I chop em up
Thought they had me trapped, yeah you played yourself
No beginners luck, give it up
Keep on talking tough, catch a tummy tuck
She a liar and hoe, tell my cousin beat her up
Can’t trust nobody, no I can’t trust a soul
Can’t trust my kin, can’t even trust my fucking bro
You a fortune teller, how so? You fucking fold
Clowning on 69, yet I know you fucking told
What I put my trust in? God and the pole
Call up on my brother and you know he gonna blow
They be hating so they reaping what they fucking sow
This ain’t a movie or a game, you ain’t swinging poles
Baby Boy like Jody
Eurostep like Ginobili
Purple and Gold, I wanna ball like Prime Kobe
Harrison Barnes how the mob rock the 40
I don’t drink lean, or pop beans but we still getting dirty
Whole Lotta snakes creeping in the grass
Can’t risk , Gotta mow it down, mow it on they ass
He ain’t talking about the money then why that buster mad
I don’t want that hoe, I’m sure she went out bad
That shit sad
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Yeah, Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Thought they had me but I’m creeping on they ass
Chop em up
Whole Lotta snakes creeping in the grass
Can’t risk , Gotta mow it down, mow it on they ass
He ain’t talking about the money then why that buster mad
I don’t want that hoe, I’m sure she went out bad
That shit sad
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Yeah, Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Thought they had me but I’m creeping on they ass
Chop em up
Chop em down and I chop em up
Thought they had me trapped, yeah you played yourself
No beginners luck, give it up
Keep on talking tough, catch a tummy tuck
She a liar and hoe, tell my cousin beat her up
Can’t trust nobody, no I can’t trust a soul
Can’t trust my kin, can’t even trust my fucking bro
You a fortune teller, how so? You fucking fold
Clowning on 69, yet I know you fucking told
What I put my trust in? God and the pole
Call up on my brother and you know he gonna blow
They be hating so they reaping what they fucking sow
This ain’t a movie or a game, you ain’t swinging poles
Baby Boy like Jody
Eurostep like Ginobili
Purple and Gold, I wanna ball like Prime Kobe
Harrison Barnes how the mob rock the 40
I don’t drink lean, or pop beans but we still getting dirty
Whole Lotta snakes creeping in the grass
Can’t risk , Gotta mow it down, mow it on they ass
He ain’t talking about the money then why that buster mad
I don’t want that hoe, I’m sure she went out bad
That shit sad
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Yeah, Kill the snakes creeping in the grass
Chop em up
Thought they had me but I’m creeping on they ass
Chop em up
