paroles de chanson Snakes - Young Matty

I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled

I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I hear all the talking but they can just mumble
That 40 glock posted I'm made for the jungle
And Bitch I'm like Rocky I'm ready to rumble
Yeah yeah
And all I see is snakes yeah yeah
And All I see is snakes yeah
I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I hear all the talking but they can just mumble
That 40 glock posted I'm made for the jungle
And Bitch I'm like Rocky I'm ready to rumble
Yeah yeah
And all I see is snakes yeah yeah
I said All I see is snakes yeah

All I see is snakes
I cut my grass they all escaped
They scream fam all in my face
I turn my back that ain't the case
Spendin that cash don't leave a trace
I know 12 posted they watchin my place
I know that you snitched well that's a disgrace
And I'm in the lead this ain't a foot race
And I'm takin off don't need a suitcase
Speed of light movin to outer space
Lost in my mind and I can't find the place
Beat you like creed I'll make you bleed
We ain't going 12 if you know what I mean
Twistin up tree split by the seams
Once I got cake these hoes flocking on me
Went from jockin the team switchin the scenes
Slythern snakes all hissin when please
Keepin it movin like wind and the breeze
Blessed up like a sneeze
Mac all on me but I ain't talkin no Apple
Take this bite outta this crime drip it up but no Snapple
45 it Blast in the battle
These pussy boys they gone taddle
Mad cause I just won like a raffle

I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I hear all the talking but they can just mumble
That 40 glock posted I'm made for the jungle
And Bitch I'm like Rocky I'm ready to rumble
Yeah yeah
And all I see is snakes yeah yeah
And All I see is snakes yeah
I run up a bag and I thought I done fumbled
I hear all the talking but they can just mumble
That 40 glock posted I'm made for the jungle
And Bitch I'm like Rocky I'm ready to rumble
Yeah yeah
And all I see is snakes yeah yeah
I said All I see is snakes yeah

I'm mossin and Bossin
This life is a marathon no Boston
Fake jewelry all around
Can even tell what it cost em
Win win win don't even stress none the losses
Feelin like mike Jones cause bitch im steady flossin
They hate on the iced Patek
Just cause they have regrets
I'm Makin these moves I'm on my way up
Never sell short for less
Bitches getting slayed then they get paid
Sellin they pussy for checks
When I pull up imma flex
A couple snakes they use to ride with me
Had to kick em to the side to much they hide could all feel it inside of me
Too much pain to take it away had to take they life baby
I ran up the bag they tried make me fumble
All of the talk just whisper and mumble
I knew you was mad very disgruntled
Re livin the past but you in the jungle
Don't get caught slipping I'm ready to rumble
Getcha rundown tell em like Travis get hit with the thunder