"Snake" lyrics
Grr
Grr
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (Uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask, is it worth it?
Pull up with some 30s, he won't see his thirties
Chick-Fil-A styrofoam cup full of dirty (Okay)
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask, is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn, shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time, they ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride, and I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend, told him that he earned it
She said, "Let's go get a bag," she ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line unless it's money, then it's urgent
For BCB, man, it's always green
Satan tryna tempt me, but I won't eat from the tree
Boy, if I catch you lackin', I'ma press you with this heat
Yeah, walked inside the jewelry store and we went on a spree
Ayy, how many of y'all seen half a mil' before you twenty-three?
How many of y'all hit the bank, heard, "Welcome back, sir, please, take a seat"?
They already know how I like my tea, double-bagged, hot, and green
Hundred-cent color my jeans, I got Wrangler on my briefs
Sauce 'em up like some Tabasco, put some pep up in his step
Somewhere in his mansion tower, we about to get him wet
I'm a young Stanley Kubrick, I need quiet on the set
We about to shoot a movie, it don't need no VFX
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (Uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask, is it worth it?
Pull up with some 30s, he won't see his thirties
Chick-Fil-A styrofoam cup full of dirty (Okay)
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask, is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn, shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time, they ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride, and I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend, told him that he earned it
She said, "Let's go get a bag," she ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line unless it's money, then it's urgent
Grr
Grr
Grr
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (Uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask, is it worth it?
Pull up with some 30s, he won't see his thirties
Chick-Fil-A styrofoam cup full of dirty (Okay)
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask, is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn, shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time, they ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride, and I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend, told him that he earned it
She said, "Let's go get a bag," she ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line unless it's money, then it's urgent
For BCB, man, it's always green
Satan tryna tempt me, but I won't eat from the tree
Boy, if I catch you lackin', I'ma press you with this heat
Yeah, walked inside the jewelry store and we went on a spree
Ayy, how many of y'all seen half a mil' before you twenty-three?
How many of y'all hit the bank, heard, "Welcome back, sir, please, take a seat"?
They already know how I like my tea, double-bagged, hot, and green
Hundred-cent color my jeans, I got Wrangler on my briefs
Sauce 'em up like some Tabasco, put some pep up in his step
Somewhere in his mansion tower, we about to get him wet
I'm a young Stanley Kubrick, I need quiet on the set
We about to shoot a movie, it don't need no VFX
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (Uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask, is it worth it?
Pull up with some 30s, he won't see his thirties
Chick-Fil-A styrofoam cup full of dirty (Okay)
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask, is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn, shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time, they ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride, and I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend, told him that he earned it
She said, "Let's go get a bag," she ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line unless it's money, then it's urgent
Grr
Grr
Writer(s): Collins Obinna Chibueze
