Текст песни Snake Eyes - SaucyKing

Baby I ain't shit lil bae go home
Got three fifty two's one straight to his dome
Baby so bad and she won't leave me lone
Got hearts on the sleeve but six in the chrome
Hit her two times little bitch in my zone
Ima hit it so good you ain't hearing that tone
Blues on the tips so bro get him gone
Blessed with a curse you can't say that I'm wrong

Just clocked in tell the bitch leave me lone
Got two bad bitches and one yellow bone
Tag of no names Valentine on the toe
Hunnid in the drum got grip on the pole
Louis on the print but Gucci on her sole
I ain't trusting no birds put his head on the floor
Woc in the cup but I'm still pouring four's
Nigga still broke OT at Lowe's

Baby so thicc finna hit on the low
Hit it so good you ain't getting that pose
Put thirty on yo head might tip a rose
Needing no help blue beam on his nose
Why yo mindset fucked up chasing these hoes
Got blues in a magnum mhm fuck these hoes
Mhm boy you a rat can't bite this flow
He ain't getting no pape just pose at the show
Why you worst than a bitch finna bleed out slow
Got fur on the coat not pressed by a foe
Watch what he says he worst than a ho

Nigga is a bitch and I heard he yo bro
No one safe pop out at his show
Nigga get wacked I don't fucc with promos
Incendiary clip think her man gotta go
Bae lost for words I ain't saying she slow
Know my ex still mad I'm selling out shows
My bitch pretty bad put Chanel's on her toe
Up in Saks fifth my niggas on go
His bitch for the streets so we might back door
Know his bitch love me and she say I'm psycho
We ain't claiming that name so bro gotta go
Finna hit him with that fye he can't take all the blows
Know niggas so scary As Above so Below
Running up pape can't trust my old ho

Tongue filled with lies but she bad to the bone
Finna hit it from the back and put it on my phone
Might take a nigga stash one text then I'm gone
I ain't playing for keeps put the whole team on
Know bro got aim don't need a switch on
I'm the king I'm the one don't fucc with these bums
Know hoes switch sides he just tell and he run
I be counting my pape till my thumbs go numb
Boy you's a bitch you's as fake as they come
We not running no fades catch a few out the drum
Some niggas tell lies and they hide behind a gun
Might take his main bitch I hate when she run
I be deep in her guts but a nigga no tum
I ain't fearing no ties you's a bitch with that gun
When she left you I made the bitch cum mhm dumbass nigga