Taylor King - Snakes (Prod. by Taylor King) lyrics

I count six shots Six n***as Six b**hes Twelve titties Reflexes Snake sharp for you snake n***as I hate n***as I'm coming up Wait n***a Wrist heavy from that weight n***a I make status I made n***as n***as out here rats but clapping straps at some possums These b**hes like the rubber use em once and then I toss 'em I take the money out ya mama purse Dripping swag after I dig the dirt Sorry if I got your feelings hurt Can't trust em too much stay alert Litter in these lines Alliteration make it better n***as say they seeing cheese You ain't with the mozzarella Put the metal to his teeth Make him twist up all his letters Put the metal to my teeth 'cuz my microphone is better I'm a menace to you English teacher Bet I hit after a nice to meet ya I'm so lusty I'm the type to please her But I could never let myself need her Pick ya pockets up you sagging boy Pick ya pockets if you lacking boy Know some n***as that be strapping boy Borrow a Glock if I get annoyed Man I ain't even finna act hard Might pour a drink for a bank card And its hard for me to lose myself sh**, its even hard for me to need your help You n***as can't even rap boy Don't gimmie no dap boy You the type to talk sh** Cuz you getting no p**y Forgive you and you go behind my back boy Hit a n***a out the ball park This my stomping ground Its really crazy man How a n***a move around She really just a thottie I could f** her in the party I could f** her in the stairway I could f** her in a lobby And I got respect for women Some don't deserve it b**hes f** around I could tell if you ain't heard it I could tell if you ain't heard it My bad if ion f**s with you Blowing bands don't let the dust hit you And My bad if ion f**s with you I don't love you I just lust for you Little too honest to be stuck up in no feelings If she with it imma f** her Give a f** about your feelings Give a f** about your feelings...