Im on they ass
Young nigga never been last
Coupe do the digital dash
I Get to the bag
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Glock in my hand
Came wit a beam and it's blue
Safety ain't on imma shoot
Niggas turned fake
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Grass getting high gotta watch out for snakes
Tired of fakes let's see who can relate
Niggas be clones had to change up the pace
And the pain getting worse the gas ease up the pain
All by myself I was down in the dumps
Nigga talk shit he not talking no more
This ain't no image I'm being myself
I invented Tha game and I hired the refs
Drippin in fashion got sauce like a chief
Shawty be bragging how her shit the best
But She needa pipe down cuz she just like the rest
Niggas be watching they act like the press
Same Niggas act hard but I'm not that impressed
Niggas get mad when you getting a bag
They get envious and try to slide on they
Man
They turn into rats and start that snitching to feds
My niggas demons they don't live by the Bible
F*ck all them pistols I'm shooting with riffles
Tires start screeching you know when we slidin
The gang is all here so you know that we tied in
Rocking new shit that I still can't pronounce yet
They bumbing some shit I ain't even put out yet
They swear up and down that jayP is the next up
I'm Going all in just hope I don't
Mess up
Lately my mood has been driving me crazy
Niggas sneak dissing the hate doesnt phase me
Shawty a goofy for thinking she played me
Heart on my sleeve but got bills in my pocket
Money dont fold so I can't use a wallets
Rocking out shows my name bringing in profit
Fresh in the game and I ball like the rockets
Shipping out work I stay plugged like a socket
Im on they ass
Young nigga never been last
Coupe do the digital dash
I Get to the bag
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Glock in my hand
Came wit a beam and it's blue
Safety ain't on imma shoot
Niggas turned fake
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Jay P - Snakes Lyrics
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Im on they ass
Young nigga never been last
Coupe do the digital dash
I Get to the bag
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Glock in my hand
Came wit a beam and it's blue
Safety ain't on imma shoot
Niggas turned fake
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Grass getting high gotta watch out for snakes
Tired of fakes let's see who can relate
Niggas be clones had to change up the pace
And the pain getting worse the gas ease up the pain
All by myself I was down in the dumps
Nigga talk shit he not talking no more
This ain't no image I'm being myself
I invented Tha game and I hired the refs
Drippin in fashion got sauce like a chief
Shawty be bragging how her shit the best
But She needa pipe down cuz she just like the rest
Niggas be watching they act like the press
Same Niggas act hard but I'm not that impressed
Niggas get mad when you getting a bag
They get envious and try to slide on they
Man
They turn into rats and start that snitching to feds
My niggas demons they don't live by the Bible
F*ck all them pistols I'm shooting with riffles
Tires start screeching you know when we slidin
The gang is all here so you know that we tied in
Rocking new shit that I still can't pronounce yet
They bumbing some shit I ain't even put out yet
They swear up and down that jayP is the next up
I'm Going all in just hope I don't
Mess up
Lately my mood has been driving me crazy
Niggas sneak dissing the hate doesnt phase me
Shawty a goofy for thinking she played me
Heart on my sleeve but got bills in my pocket
Money dont fold so I can't use a wallets
Rocking out shows my name bringing in profit
Fresh in the game and I ball like the rockets
Shipping out work I stay plugged like a socket
Im on they ass
Young nigga never been last
Coupe do the digital dash
I Get to the bag
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Glock in my hand
Came wit a beam and it's blue
Safety ain't on imma shoot
Niggas turned fake
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Young nigga never been last
Coupe do the digital dash
I Get to the bag
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Glock in my hand
Came wit a beam and it's blue
Safety ain't on imma shoot
Niggas turned fake
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Grass getting high gotta watch out for snakes
Tired of fakes let's see who can relate
Niggas be clones had to change up the pace
And the pain getting worse the gas ease up the pain
All by myself I was down in the dumps
Nigga talk shit he not talking no more
This ain't no image I'm being myself
I invented Tha game and I hired the refs
Drippin in fashion got sauce like a chief
Shawty be bragging how her shit the best
But She needa pipe down cuz she just like the rest
Niggas be watching they act like the press
Same Niggas act hard but I'm not that impressed
Niggas get mad when you getting a bag
They get envious and try to slide on they
Man
They turn into rats and start that snitching to feds
My niggas demons they don't live by the Bible
F*ck all them pistols I'm shooting with riffles
Tires start screeching you know when we slidin
The gang is all here so you know that we tied in
Rocking new shit that I still can't pronounce yet
They bumbing some shit I ain't even put out yet
They swear up and down that jayP is the next up
I'm Going all in just hope I don't
Mess up
Lately my mood has been driving me crazy
Niggas sneak dissing the hate doesnt phase me
Shawty a goofy for thinking she played me
Heart on my sleeve but got bills in my pocket
Money dont fold so I can't use a wallets
Rocking out shows my name bringing in profit
Fresh in the game and I ball like the rockets
Shipping out work I stay plugged like a socket
Im on they ass
Young nigga never been last
Coupe do the digital dash
I Get to the bag
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Hunnids all pushed to the back
Glock in my hand
Came wit a beam and it's blue
Safety ain't on imma shoot
Niggas turned fake
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Figured out they was snakes yeah
Writer: Jaylen Mayfield
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