Snake Back Songtext
Y'all know the vibes, man
Body Bag
Central Coast
805 shit, look (Body Bag)
It was all a dream
But the means controversial
The man that lit his head on fire like you're Michael at the Pepsi commercial
Knowledge and wisdom, bro, that's universal
Big walker like he Hershel, pulled a tre four, they movin' in reversal
Body Bag
Central Coast
805 shit, look (Body Bag)
It was all a dream
But the means controversial
The man that lit his head on fire like you're Michael at the Pepsi commercial
Knowledge and wisdom, bro, that's universal
Big walker like he Hershel, pulled a tre four, they movin' in reversal
Wager war, my dog, there's no rehearsal
Joker from around the way, need a referral, now we bleedin' internal
Push the Montero likе he nocturnal
The toolie poppin' thеy kernal
The blood soakin' through his thermal, huh
Y'all know the name
The poker left 'em ass out, singin' like Prince in Purple Rain
Twist the herbal, ease the pain
Smell the strain through the plastic
Today's mathematics strech 'em out like Mr. Fantastic, huh
Keep my foot on they neck clearly
Swing the axe, hit where his hat sit, this shit will split his wig easy, huh
This shit don't stop, believe me, do 'em like bricktop
Grip rock, stupid, the pocket's lookin' beefy, huh
Bare face, rip 'em out his Yeezys
Two twenty-five, drag my knuckles on the ground like he a different species
Ya favorite rapper look like little he-she
Use your head for target practice and start clappin' up ya beanie, motherfucka
This that hard lesson This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em (One more time)
This that hard lesson
This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em
Product of my environment without the byproduct, hah
Did the knowledge, got more polished, self-acknowledged
Gave 'em and inch, they asked for more milage, word
Paid 'em they homage now the novice is formidable
They pitiful, but we prayin' for 'em
Shits a slow burn, but remember the oak grow from the acorn
Spoke from the heart, but they got hate for 'em
When they gon' learn?
He just a spoke on a wheel, waitin' his turn, word
Just give it time, they fucked up
Cash and pearls before the swine
Poison the well and spilled the wine, huh
Well-spoken, paying him no mind, swap out the talent for the popular ballot
This dick ridin' gettin' outta line
This brick hit 'em right between the eyes like some raw sniff
Y'all signin' onto that pip cyclin' rhymes, huh
Reconstruct your design, peace to cappuccino
The peace stuffed inside of the machine'll spit like mag lethal
Mind your P's and Q's
Never mincing my words
Or mention who a lesser me, still a better you, true
Don't blame your local confinement
The mental giant rearrange your alignment for you refinement, Body
This that hard lesson
This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em (One more time)
This that hard lesson
This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em
(Body Bag)
Joker from around the way, need a referral, now we bleedin' internal
Push the Montero likе he nocturnal
The toolie poppin' thеy kernal
The blood soakin' through his thermal, huh
Y'all know the name
The poker left 'em ass out, singin' like Prince in Purple Rain
Twist the herbal, ease the pain
Smell the strain through the plastic
Today's mathematics strech 'em out like Mr. Fantastic, huh
Keep my foot on they neck clearly
Swing the axe, hit where his hat sit, this shit will split his wig easy, huh
This shit don't stop, believe me, do 'em like bricktop
Grip rock, stupid, the pocket's lookin' beefy, huh
Bare face, rip 'em out his Yeezys
Two twenty-five, drag my knuckles on the ground like he a different species
Ya favorite rapper look like little he-she
Use your head for target practice and start clappin' up ya beanie, motherfucka
This that hard lesson This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em (One more time)
This that hard lesson
This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em
Product of my environment without the byproduct, hah
Did the knowledge, got more polished, self-acknowledged
Gave 'em and inch, they asked for more milage, word
Paid 'em they homage now the novice is formidable
They pitiful, but we prayin' for 'em
Shits a slow burn, but remember the oak grow from the acorn
Spoke from the heart, but they got hate for 'em
When they gon' learn?
He just a spoke on a wheel, waitin' his turn, word
Just give it time, they fucked up
Cash and pearls before the swine
Poison the well and spilled the wine, huh
Well-spoken, paying him no mind, swap out the talent for the popular ballot
This dick ridin' gettin' outta line
This brick hit 'em right between the eyes like some raw sniff
Y'all signin' onto that pip cyclin' rhymes, huh
Reconstruct your design, peace to cappuccino
The peace stuffed inside of the machine'll spit like mag lethal
Mind your P's and Q's
Never mincing my words
Or mention who a lesser me, still a better you, true
Don't blame your local confinement
The mental giant rearrange your alignment for you refinement, Body
This that hard lesson
This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em (One more time)
This that hard lesson
This that backseat ride after that cold weapon send you and ya dawg to heaven
Snake back, hit up ya front, burn the shower for 'em
Greet his moms though before you throw the flowers on 'em
(Body Bag)
