[Chorus: Young Dutchie]
I dont reallly f** with snakes
Dont really f** with snakes
p**y boy you late
Stay the f** up in yo place
Fore i hit you with this 8
You might get erased
Couple shots on your body make you feel the f**in pain
I dont reallly f** with snakes
Dont really f** with snakes
p**y boy you better back the f** up, stay up in your lane
I dont reallly f** with snakes
Dont really f** with snakes
I dont f** with snakes
f** a f**in snake
[Verse 1: Mr. Vegas Rap]
I came alone, but won't leave alone
We ride until we seize the throne
Im not a fraud and you not a man
You got a squad but i got a fam
And you sleep on us, you dont wake up
I hope you won't abuse my trust
It stays between the two of us
You play the team? get bruised and cut
Id pick up a gat for my partners forreal
But turning your back wasn't part of the deal
If youre loyal to me than im loyal to you
I dont soil the seeds, i speak more of tha truth
Support what i do if you part of the crew
And if not you get dropped, so youre ordered to choose
Yall are two faced and ain't one of them pretty
If im going down then you goin down with me
Youre life is a joke and im going insane
Fighting to show what i know in my brain
Yall ain't gonna bite and you ain't got no venom
Yall lean on eachother thats fake indepenence
Ark? he gon bark but he steady be snitchin
And if he keep on talkin you bet hell be missing
Id do life for my team, leave a heart on the wall
And you people want beef we gon slaughter you all
Look what you started, retarded you are
Yo desi b**h quick pick a side
Quit riding dicks you ain't with us guy
You got beef with josh you got beef with i
And its not just me you beefed with the team
Its dutchie, red money, jc and me
All the homies gon split ya spleen
We stand as one and we split the dream
Facts
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[Verse 2: Young Dutchie]
I came up and I ain't goon down
King of rap I don't need a crown
I buy a Dutch then I break it down
And my team chill and we smoke some loud Snake n***as act like ya friends but say f** him when you not around
And i hate snakes so I pull up in that all black blou blou
Like b**h is u dumb my heart colder then medal
Ridin in whips I ain't got time for pedals
It's really ironic that my heart is cold cuz my flow is hot as f** just like the devil
Damnn u thought I had time for them haters
I'm really too busy just tryna get paper
Smokin a blunt I don't save it for later
I think I deserve that sh** for my hard labor
Dont f** witchu n***as I'm ready to blow
Snakes in the field so I keep my gra** low
Im tryna get paid I'm tryna do shows
I'm tryna get famous I'm tryna get known
And my b**h just left me
I'm feeling empty
She gon be tight when I pull up in bentleys
If you talkin loud we got that like Gretzky
Vegas gon leave u dead Layin on jetskis
Me and Vegas bouta take sh** over
Whipping sh** wit no bakin soda
Our bars gold just like corona
Yall sound like shrek where the f** Fiona
Ain't gonna stop till my beZzle breaks
Wen we pull up y'all n***as shake
And I get baked I ain't talkin cake
But one thing I know is I dont f** with snakes
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