Lyrics Snakes & Fakes - Fizzler

You know how it is
Fizz, fly straight shit, gang shit
No steppin' out here
You know it's fucking live, you know
Huh, I put that on gang
Free my boys, free Skatty, free Bando (Pyro)

Woi (Nathan), woi
Look, yo (oh my God, it's Okiki Beats), look
Where I'm from we ain't got many choices
We want race, I know cah it's races
When we slide round their disappointment
So I do not know where the noise is
Shawty wanna beat my ting, there's Henny in me, you won't like how I think
18, get slapped in a rizz, that's back to back points like Karma and Trizz
See lows with gloves, darkness, we ring bells so the gang be alarming
I got a niner too, alarmed it
I'm a shooter, I don't know about passing
They don't like how I move as an artist
Shoot up gigs for talking the hardest
If it jams, it's jarring, I need a milli and then I'll be laughing
Jewels wet, it got me bathing
I get love in East if I send my dogs, they get it barking
She my top ten, I get her charting
Bro bro doing gun man stancing, no dancing if we pull up just tan him
We got a stick in P, parking
We spill juice and start blasting

When I lift my hand up, that's my hammer
I ain't do black lives matter
I make it sing like Hannah
They couldn't see Montana
I'm taking a piss with bladder
When I get a feeling, bro there's passa
I was in the field with snakes and fakes
Now, I'm just climbing the ladder

When I lift my hand up, that's my hammer
I ain't do black lives matter
I make it sing like Hannah
They couldn't see Montana
I'm taking a piss with bladder
When I get a feeling, bro there's passa
I was in the field with snakes and fakes
Now, I'm just climbing the ladder

Made the bap-bap, D Double E
Bap with the bap-bap, that's the machine
I had a girl from D15 and she loves suck D, but keep this P
I had a baby nine with some teeth and it's not too young to squeeze
But I can not finish that speech, I can't get linked to conspiracy
I had to follow my path, I was the light in the dark
Them days had light and dark, my Malis had to whip the adhan
I'm a rapper that let things blast, you can call me a shooting star
On God, I didn't know I could come this far
You know my ting fly straight, I'm on ice if I skate
Cah I know I won't leave my mate, we bang shots on a normal day
Bro spray the dogs nay-nay, they take off the streets a runway
I'm a hustler, I chose the hard way
A hundred mill, I'll get there one day

When I lift my hand up, that's my hammer
I ain't do black lives matter
I make it sing like Hannah
They couldn't see Montana
I'm taking a piss with bladder
When I get a feeling, bro there's passa
I was in the field with snakes and fakes
Now, I'm just climbing the ladder

When I lift my hand up, that's my hammer
I ain't do black lives matter
I make it sing like Hannah
They couldn't see Montana
I'm taking a piss with bladder
When I get a feeling, bro there's passa
I was in the field with snakes and fakes
Now, I'm just climbing the ladder (Nathan)

(Pyro)
(Oh my God, it's Okiki Beats)