Snakes
Joseph Cartier
GENRE
Grab the chicken 'cause I gotta have it
Trappin',posted like Dirk on the Mavericks
Cashin',now that boy livin' so lavish
Saggin',pockets filled up with the cabbage
I done walked in the spot with a bad bitch
Chain on my neck I feel like a savage
223 choppa,too average
Bitch I got flu,you can't catch this
They talkin' shit bitch I'm sippin' on tea
All they want is a feature for free
I want Balenciaga on me
Ion need label bitch I'm signed to me
In Japan I got a bank all of bags
They be hatin had to curve all the rats
Fuck it,I need nothin' but stacks
Die Vlone bitch I'm cold hearted yeah
(Chorus)
I got the drip from my walk
Never seen the bag oh huh
223 Choppa with the Benzo ah
Burberry Jacket not a fur coat ah
Cartier sittin' with the lens on huh
She give me head on the first date yuh
Murder the beat I do damage
Kill it like Carti on Mad Men
Diamonds on me issa Patek
I made this music like addict
Used to record in that attic
Now I get money that's tragic
I just upgraded the fabrics
Louis V on me that's magic
They tryna be crazy
Tryna be me
Ya boy is too wavy
I do this shit on the daily
Killin' these beats
Got me feelin' like Jay Z
None of these jokers can faze me
I take a sip
Now my vision is hazy
I think I'm lookin' at Daisy
All of these groupies
In love,wanna date me
I told her baby
Ima dub you 'cause you shady
I know that you not my lady
I do not care 'bout your feelings
That's how mama raised me
(Chorus)
I got the drip from my walk
Never seen the bag oh huh
223 Choppa with the Benzo ah
Burberry Jacket not a fur coat ah
Cartier sittin' with them lens on huh
She give me head on the first date yuh
(Verse 3: Shybalenci)
Im goin slimey they know I'm ready
Goin' to the show but they are not ready
Wipe your nose we know you cappin'
Got that stick now you ain't laughin'
That bad ass bitch she want my son
Hollywood Ty, Joseph my slimes
We goin' up,but I know they just tryin'
Racks in the bag I know it's mine
I can not stop we movin' around
Off-White bulletproof west on my body
I let it go on that bitch ain't no lie
Making money do not wastin' no time
I just been droppin' the top off the city
Showtime baby so I'm gettin' so litty
Racks on my Body they know I'm with it
Grindin' so hard so I know I'm gon' get it
(Chorus)
I got the drip from my walk
Never seen the bag oh huh
223 Choppa with the Benzo ah
Burberry Jacket not a fur coat ah
Cartier sittin' with them lens on huh
She give me head on the first date yuh
Trappin',posted like Dirk on the Mavericks
Cashin',now that boy livin' so lavish
Saggin',pockets filled up with the cabbage
I done walked in the spot with a bad bitch
Chain on my neck I feel like a savage
223 choppa,too average
Bitch I got flu,you can't catch this
They talkin' shit bitch I'm sippin' on tea
All they want is a feature for free
I want Balenciaga on me
Ion need label bitch I'm signed to me
In Japan I got a bank all of bags
They be hatin had to curve all the rats
Fuck it,I need nothin' but stacks
Die Vlone bitch I'm cold hearted yeah
(Chorus)
I got the drip from my walk
Never seen the bag oh huh
223 Choppa with the Benzo ah
Burberry Jacket not a fur coat ah
Cartier sittin' with the lens on huh
She give me head on the first date yuh
Murder the beat I do damage
Kill it like Carti on Mad Men
Diamonds on me issa Patek
I made this music like addict
Used to record in that attic
Now I get money that's tragic
I just upgraded the fabrics
Louis V on me that's magic
They tryna be crazy
Tryna be me
Ya boy is too wavy
I do this shit on the daily
Killin' these beats
Got me feelin' like Jay Z
None of these jokers can faze me
I take a sip
Now my vision is hazy
I think I'm lookin' at Daisy
All of these groupies
In love,wanna date me
I told her baby
Ima dub you 'cause you shady
I know that you not my lady
I do not care 'bout your feelings
That's how mama raised me
(Chorus)
I got the drip from my walk
Never seen the bag oh huh
223 Choppa with the Benzo ah
Burberry Jacket not a fur coat ah
Cartier sittin' with them lens on huh
She give me head on the first date yuh
(Verse 3: Shybalenci)
Im goin slimey they know I'm ready
Goin' to the show but they are not ready
Wipe your nose we know you cappin'
Got that stick now you ain't laughin'
That bad ass bitch she want my son
Hollywood Ty, Joseph my slimes
We goin' up,but I know they just tryin'
Racks in the bag I know it's mine
I can not stop we movin' around
Off-White bulletproof west on my body
I let it go on that bitch ain't no lie
Making money do not wastin' no time
I just been droppin' the top off the city
Showtime baby so I'm gettin' so litty
Racks on my Body they know I'm with it
Grindin' so hard so I know I'm gon' get it
(Chorus)
I got the drip from my walk
Never seen the bag oh huh
223 Choppa with the Benzo ah
Burberry Jacket not a fur coat ah
Cartier sittin' with them lens on huh
She give me head on the first date yuh
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