Snakes
They been telling me to chill
It done been a while since
I had to stretch something
It's snakes up in the field
Had to fall back nigga's
Tripping bout some money
Get away from me
Choppers stay with me
If you play with me
Then it's rest in peace
Call nine one one
Somebody save that boy
Hollow tips will rip him up
No we don't play with toys
I Fell in love with the chopper
Cause I'm loving the noise
Send bout one hundred at that boy
He seen the step gang coming
He started calling the lord
Nigga's begging for some mercy
Started paying me for it
Duck tape my finger tip
Before I walk in the door
Mask up you don't even know
Who the fuck you just saw
Nigga's speak on loyalty
But shit you could be bought
And your bitch dropped your location
Wonder how you got caught
Now you paying the cost
Because you fucked with a boss
Got your mama pointing fingers
Saying it wasn't his fault
He's a good boy
He's a school boy
He shouldn't have played with me
Now he's a dead boy
They been telling me to chill
It done been a while since
I had to stretch something
It's snakes up in the field
Had to fall back niggas
Tripping bout some money
Get away from me
Choppers stay with me
If you play with me
Then it's rest in peace
It done been a while since
I had to stretch something
It's snakes up in the field
Had to fall back nigga's
Tripping bout some money
Get away from me
Choppers stay with me
If you play with me
Then it's rest in peace
Call nine one one
Somebody save that boy
Hollow tips will rip him up
No we don't play with toys
I Fell in love with the chopper
Cause I'm loving the noise
Send bout one hundred at that boy
He seen the step gang coming
He started calling the lord
Nigga's begging for some mercy
Started paying me for it
Duck tape my finger tip
Before I walk in the door
Mask up you don't even know
Who the fuck you just saw
Nigga's speak on loyalty
But shit you could be bought
And your bitch dropped your location
Wonder how you got caught
Now you paying the cost
Because you fucked with a boss
Got your mama pointing fingers
Saying it wasn't his fault
He's a good boy
He's a school boy
He shouldn't have played with me
Now he's a dead boy
They been telling me to chill
It done been a while since
I had to stretch something
It's snakes up in the field
Had to fall back niggas
Tripping bout some money
Get away from me
Choppers stay with me
If you play with me
Then it's rest in peace
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Robinson
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