"Rattlesnakes" lyrics

[Tom MacDonald:]
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking squad is fake (Fucking fake)
Cut the grass, that's a lot of snakes (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking gang is fake (Fucking fake)
Listen close, it's a rattlesnake (Get 'em, get 'em)

I ain't never ever gonna be one of the fake ones
Claiming diamonds when the chain rust
Swear to god that it's blood and sweat when it's fake blood
Never changed up when I came up
Can't erase the place that I came from now that I'm famous
I'm the same one, whole gang day ones
I'll take real hate over fake love
These motherfuckers on fake shit
These motherfuckers is basic
These motherfuckers gon' rage quit
These motherfuckers want clout cause they ain't got none so they chase it
These motherfuckers can't take it
My motherfuckers go apeshit
These motherfuckers is hatin'
My motherfuckers like safes in basements
Hard to crack with great foundations
I don't want no rapper friends
Wannabe gangster fashion trends
Xanax addicts, too dramatic
Automatic fuck all them
I don't want no folks around me too afraid to keep it real
Fuck the fake, that's just the way I feel, bitch

Call it how I see it, their whole fucking squad is fake (Fucking fake)
Cut the grass, that's a lot of snakes (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking gang is fake (Fucking fake)
Listen close, it's a rattlesnake (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking squad is fake (Fucking fake)
Cut the grass, that's a lot of snakes (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking gang is fake (Fucking fake)
Listen close, it's a rattlesnake (Get 'em, get 'em)

[Adam Calhoun:]
My fabric stitching far from average, plus my music's classic
Rappers out of focus, average and you just chasin' patterns
Hope and pray for recognition, can't climb up a broken ladder
Why you talkin' reckless?
Bet you piss yourself, can't hold your bladder
This shit hit different, might go psycho like I'm Michael Myers
I ain't gettin' bittin' by no snakes
I got some lions, tigers, shit look like a fuckin' zoo
Who the fuck is you?
If I lose it all today go right back to work with a 'tude
Yeah, yeah, fuck Medusa, you gon' need a pair of goonies
Pistols, rifles, pipes and dudes that make you jump like parachuters
All these rappers females like fat asses and some boobies
Ain't no movie, keep it movin', you get snatched up like some jewelry

[Tom MacDonald:]
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking squad is fake (Fucking fake)
Cut the grass, that's a lot of snakes (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking gang is fake (Fucking fake)
Listen close, it's a rattlesnake (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking squad is fake (Fucking fake)
Cut the grass, that's a lot of snakes (Get 'em, get 'em)
Call it how I see it, their whole fucking gang is fake (Fucking fake)
Listen close, it's a rattlesnake