Rin World - Kobra Lyrics

See the cobras, yeah they snakes in the grass, aye
Shoot em in they back, they gone die fast, aye
They only come around, see you got that bag
Why you mask up black on black on they ass, aye
I see some hoes and I see em lookin bad, aye
Like her swag yeah she rockin Chanel bags, aye
She see my drip, see the Gucci on the tag aye
I don't race, I don't chase this aint tag aye
If you peep them snakes boy you better stay hip
Keep yo weed wacker in case you gotta spray shit
Mouth closed you know better to say shit
If they talk the block the police gone tape it
Homicides them boys dropping bodies
Bad bitches they poppin mollies
I bossed up I dont drink Bacardi
Lit as f*ck still crashing parties
Leaving out signing tits with sharpies
Took her back home guy I'm not sorry
Boujee ass f*ck eating calamari
Love when hoes like Kalahari
Still lowkey I don't say much
Young as hell don't give a big f*ck
Love me them petite ones, lowkey be freak ones
Lately I been f*ckin off more like I'm getting off
Yo bitch lame she make me soft
Come chill with a boss or get loss
I'm like, I'm like, I'm like ayye
She like, she like, she like stay ,uhh
I'm like, I'm like, not today, uhh
She like, she like, she like bae
See the cobras, yeah they snakes in the grass, aye
Shoot em in they back, they gone die fast, aye
They only come around, see you got that bag
Why you mask up black on black on they ass, aye
I see some hoes and I see em lookin bad, aye
Like her swag yeah she rockin Chanel bags, aye
She see my drip, see the Gucci on the tag aye
I don't race, I don't chase this aint tag aye
Gotta watch out for them fake them niggas, yeah them snakes niggas they gone plot and wait nigga
From the way nigga right in ya face nigga
Don't worry for the enemies it be ya main niggas
Shit so real, gotta stay hip better understand
Watch what you share who you show they wanna take ya bands
They know where you be, where you chill and ya loose ends
Wouldn't think about it twice cuz you really trust ya homie
The way these Niggas act boy they deserve a trophy
It's crazy I swear to God this what Jesus told me
It's better to go alone than to trust these niggas
It's better to go alone than to trust these niggas
See the cobras, yeah they snakes in the grass, aye
Shoot em in they back, they gone die fast, aye
They only come around, see you got that bag
Why you mask up black on black on they ass, aye
I see some hoes and I see em lookin bad, aye
Like her swag yeah she rockin Chanel bags, aye
She see my drip, see the Gucci on the tag aye
I don't race, I don't chase this aint tag aye