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Snakes. (feat. Grifi) Video (MV)




Performed By: Oji-Wes
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Greg Wesley, Shawn Mason




Oji-Wes - Snakes. (feat. Grifi) Lyrics




Yeah
Shits kinda mosh
But we living

I see a bunch of snakes in the grass
These bitches tryna make me spend my cash
I they want my bag Imma leave em in the past
You always talking that shit so you can come and kiss my ass
I see a bunch of snakes in the grass
These bitches tryna make me spend my cash
I they want my bag Imma leave em in the past
You always talking that shit so you can come and kiss my ass

Ever since I started rapping they all want me on a track
But You're not my brother so you better come and pay me racks
I don't like no drama that's why you will never see me act
Any kinda way you better get the hell away

Cause none of you could never envision my vision
I'm making these money moves while y'all be counting divisions
I see my blood on fire imma light the ignition
Overworking myself all the shit I've had written

Cause I see nothing but snakes in the grass
They think Im stressing but I'm putting on the gas
Takashis all around me I see nothing but some rats
Im making so much money that pockets looking fat (Ha!)

Been a long time since I wrote some shit I like
Writers block f*cking me up way more then twice
Should go back to being aggressive like a grip all vipped
Sit tight
Alright
Better duck cuz Ive got you in my sight
Pussy taste like pastries what a delight
Imma do this by my self I don't your help
Doing all that f*ck shit just so you can get some clout
Bitch Im not f*cking around
F*ck it lets go a round
You cant keep up with my sound
You a bitch
You aint shit
Talking all big we got the same hits
I hate the man who think it takes drugs to find themselves
Or talking bout doing it when they've never sniffed it
Drank it
Hit it
Smoked it
Faking being faded
Saying "oh I made it"
The grind just started
Car is on the road ain't time to park it
I want my shows to go retarded
F*ck being disregarded

I'm so heartless
But I still go the hardest
I heard your whole mixtape holy f*ck man that shit was garbage
Me and Grifi are some goats
So I'mma raise a toast
To the people said I wouldn't make it, now I get to boast

Now all i see is snakes in the grass
And all these bitches tryna make me spend my cash
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Yeah
Shits kinda mosh
But we living

I see a bunch of snakes in the grass
These bitches tryna make me spend my cash
I they want my bag Imma leave em in the past
You always talking that shit so you can come and kiss my ass
I see a bunch of snakes in the grass
These bitches tryna make me spend my cash
I they want my bag Imma leave em in the past
You always talking that shit so you can come and kiss my ass

Ever since I started rapping they all want me on a track
But You're not my brother so you better come and pay me racks
I don't like no drama that's why you will never see me act
Any kinda way you better get the hell away

Cause none of you could never envision my vision
I'm making these money moves while y'all be counting divisions
I see my blood on fire imma light the ignition
Overworking myself all the shit I've had written

Cause I see nothing but snakes in the grass
They think Im stressing but I'm putting on the gas
Takashis all around me I see nothing but some rats
Im making so much money that pockets looking fat (Ha!)

Been a long time since I wrote some shit I like
Writers block f*cking me up way more then twice
Should go back to being aggressive like a grip all vipped
Sit tight
Alright
Better duck cuz Ive got you in my sight
Pussy taste like pastries what a delight
Imma do this by my self I don't your help
Doing all that f*ck shit just so you can get some clout
Bitch Im not f*cking around
F*ck it lets go a round
You cant keep up with my sound
You a bitch
You aint shit
Talking all big we got the same hits
I hate the man who think it takes drugs to find themselves
Or talking bout doing it when they've never sniffed it
Drank it
Hit it
Smoked it
Faking being faded
Saying "oh I made it"
The grind just started
Car is on the road ain't time to park it
I want my shows to go retarded
F*ck being disregarded

I'm so heartless
But I still go the hardest
I heard your whole mixtape holy f*ck man that shit was garbage
Me and Grifi are some goats
So I'mma raise a toast
To the people said I wouldn't make it, now I get to boast

Now all i see is snakes in the grass
And all these bitches tryna make me spend my cash
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Writer: Greg Wesley, Shawn Mason
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