L.E.S. - Snake Eyes lyrics

[Verse 1: Le] Drive fast like I stole the sh** f** the hoe like I owe the b**h Most imposers been over with it You don't know me homie, don't bro me, slick Pockets straight 'cause I paid dues In position 'cause I made moves Been speedin' lately, I can't cruise Best check the record, I can't lose Same game, 'nother level Different type of glow, he special Skate highs, kickin' them pedals Switch up on 'em, nah never did that Only write them lines if I really did that 120 on 610, baby, I do laps That's about it, it's no lie, pimpin', it's all facts 'Bout to open the shop up, do what off rap Do the opposite of real, what do you call that? Nah wait, snake eyes, feelin' y'all hate Hoe sh**, dog, I just can't relate Wanna build a brand in the crib like Migos 'Cause a rap n***a never been my heroes Steak with the shrimp every time we get paid Surfin' the turf, couldn't ride my wave Low key with it, gonna stack up right See 'em crapped out but I'm standin' all night [Hook: Left Brain] Roll the die, snake eyes Ridin' round, all I see is snake eyes Fake hoes, fake guys All up in my face, boy, I know you lyin' All up in my face, b**h, I'm lyin' Made a bad b**h and she make pies Gotta stay strapped with the .45 Watch you n***as with my snake eyes Roll the die, snake eyes Ridin' round, all I see is snake eyes Fake hoes, fake guys All up in my face, boy, I know you lyin' All up in my face, b**h, I'm lyin' Made a bad b**h and she make pies Gotta stay strapped with the .45 Watch you n***as with my snake eyes [Verse 2: Dro Fe] Gotta watch the hoes with the snake eyes Keep a .45 by my waistline Got a bad b**h on my FaceTime Seen a hater so I left a hater face die All these n***as wanna come k** me but they ain't k**ed nothin' b**h, I'm out Cali with a couple 100 G's with a b**h, gettin' blunted Where are my haters though? I'm outchea just scrapin' up major dough Had a yellow Benz but the yellow Benz gone Couple hours to replace the hoe n***a bumpin' on the internet n***a done with your interlect I got a couple 100 shooters in your hood At your face, all up in your neck Sippin' codeine with the fam again Ain't no plug, use a middle man Gotta make the paper Make the paper chase the paper Stack the paper in a pyramid In the 'burbs where my kids live It ain't a murder, no witness n***as better watch their mouths 'Fore they end up at the bottom of the ocean in a fish net [Hook: Left Brain] Roll the die, snake eyes Ridin' round, all I see is snake eyes Fake hoes, fake guys All up in my face, boy, I know you lyin' All up in my face, b**h, I'm lyin' Made a bad b**h and she make pies Gotta stay strapped with the .45 Watch you n***as with my snake eyes Roll the die, snake eyes Ridin' round, all I see is snake eyes Fake hoes, fake guys All up in my face, boy, I know you lyin' All up in my face, b**h, I'm lyin' Made a bad b**h and she make pies Gotta stay strapped with the .45 Watch you n***as with my snake eyes