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snakes in the grass ft. suttin else - meatspady lyrics

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i don’t f*ck with snakes
these n*ggas be fake
talk behind your back
smile all in your face
let them see the plate
they gone wanna taste
say it ain’t enough for two they gone wanna take
show em how to fish make they own dish
tell the truth about a n*gga he call it a diss
what the f*ck is this i can hear the hiss
but i don’t got the time for you to wrap around my wrist
today or tomorrow i could roll in a lex
i got a lil boy name phillip i protect
forget the entendres and just focus on this line
these snakes n*gga will tell it don’t matter the time
so why risk it for a two piece and a biscuit
naturally it’s disaster how wins will get you twisted
k!ll all rats and these flea n*ggas we bomb em
only snake i ever f*ck with was mamba

it’s snakes in the grass
they slither and they slide and they slimy too
a g nowadays stand for grimy duke
the way these n*ggas be moving reminding you
it’s a lot of f*cking
snakes in the grass
wrap they arms round you and hold you tight
no matter what you feed them they still gone bite
venom in they eyes but you can’t lose sight
of all the these crooked ass
snakes in the grass
it’s alot of snakes in the grass
i feel like i’m the future i still pray for my past
but i’ll pay to get you tagged
these n*ggas be different got no legs with they tongue out
i put em in the rinse i get em drenched then get em rung out
i got these n*ggas spady i’m begging don’t take the fun out
beat a n*gga like he stole something u know what that drum bout
women lie, men lie but luckily my stats raw
and everything be top shelf so we don’t get no last call
oils in, that’s blast off i still i could trap talk
if n*ggas try come for this beanie i let that mac talk
hundred grand, kitchen smell like dope fumes and rubber bands
whip it with the left, i hold that glizzy with my other hand
n*ggas said it’s love but sh*t got different when my back turned
on ten, i’m that turnt, b*tch i think i’m nat turner
i had feelings and emotions i couldn’t take em outside
all this pride before i speak on sh*t n*ggas would’ve just died really

it’s snakes in the grass
they slither and they slide and they slimy too
a g nowadays stand for grimy duke
the way these n*ggas be moving reminding you
it’s a lot of f*cking
snakes in the grass
wrap they arms round you and hold you tight
no matter what you feed them they still gone bite
venom in they eyes but you can’t lose sight
of all the these crooked ass
snakes in the grass

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