"Snakes On My Collar" lyrics

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I got snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Slime life, got all colors (Hey)
Snakes on all of my partners (Hey)
Twelve-inch Chanel on my skin (Hey)
Slidin' like nigga who gon' win? (Hey)
I step in my crib (Hey)
Put my nut on her hips (Hey)
Get the double-cup, I'm gon' sip
Innocent nigga get killed
Callin' on your bitches, double dip
Take the vest off, they done hit him at the tip
I don't talk back, plead the fifth
Paramedic leave a nigga killed (Okay)
I just had a threesome with a Crip (Okay)
I can't even cry, not a tear

Got a Glock in my pants so I got two dicks (Bling)
And the clip on the yacht look like a pool stick (Bling, it's diamond*)
I done changed up the game, made these hoes pay for dick (Bling)
Got a Chrome Heart wrist and a bustdown wrist (Bling, slime, woo)
Bitch come fuckin', they don't even gotta kiss
Got crushed up diamonds in the cup full of Tris'
I'm a real nigga, she gon' drink my spit
Chanel everything, yeah, I'm done wearing Rick
She suck the dick good, I painted her toes (Okay)
I fucked the bitch good, make her throw away the rose (Okay)
Fuckin' on thots from the hood with the bros (With the bros)
I think I need to stop, everyday I pour a four
Strippers lightin' up, pick 'em, eeny-miney-moe
Reminisce days I was trappin' at the store
Niggas in her mouth, got Bvlgari in her throat
He was talkin' out his neck so we shot him in his throat (Bling, slime)

I got snakes on most of my collars (Slatty; Hey)
Snakes on most of my collars (Slatty; Hey)
Slime life, got all colors (Yeah)
Snakes on all of my partners (Hey)
Twelve-inch Chanel on my skin (Hey)
Slidin' like nigga who gon' win? (Hey)
I step in my crib (Hey)
Put my nut on her hips (Hey)
Get the double-cup, I'm gon' sip
Innocent nigga get killed
Callin' on your bitches, double dip
Take the vest off, they done hit him at the tip (Grrah-grrah)
I don't talk back, plead the fifth
Paramedic leave a nigga killed
I just had a threesome with a Crip (Woo)
I can't even cry, not a tear (Keed, talk to 'em)

I ain't talkin' 'bout no opposite
I'd cross a nigga like, ooh, yeah
Let the sticks hang out the wide again
Let the sticks hang out the roof
Hang out the roof, yeah
Neck real fried, got jewels, bitch (Let's go)
Give a couple blues to the crew, bitch
Trap, you ain't even know you made the news
Whole lotta, whole lotta groupies
Move out the way, let the bands in
She said she wanna roll like a Benji'
Expensive denim come from Japan
Ridin' around with a FN
I'm gonna catch that boy lackin'
That stick gon' shoot fire like a dragon
Hop in that K, he a rat, then
Gon' get in traffic, he draggin', slatt

I got snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Slime life, got all colors (Hey)
Snakes on all of my partners (Hey)
Twelve-inch Chanel on my skin (Hey)
Slidin' like nigga who gon' win? (Hey)
I step in my crib (Hey)
Put my nut on her hips (Hey)
Get the double-cup, I'm gon' sip
Innocent nigga get killed
Callin' on your bitches, double dip
Take the vest off, they done hit him at the tip
I don't talk back, plead the fifth
Paramedic leave a nigga killed
I just had a threesome with a Crip (Yeah)
I can't even cry, not a tear