[Skit 1: Chris Patrick and Friend]
Aye boy, ain't that, ain't that that pussy ass nigga over there?
I mean, it is but bro, chill, we ain't even gotta do all that right now
Aye boy, you a real bitch ass nigga, G (Ayo, chill bro)
Real bitch ass nigga and I was wit yo granny the other day, nigga, so I know where y'all stay (Just leave these niggas alone, bro, we good)
I'll terrorize the whole Sunday dinner, nigga (Here we fucking go!)
Real muthafucking pitbull will bite down on yo granny's ankles, nigga
Yo daddy ankles, nigga, yo momma ankles
[Chorus]
Aye
Niggas be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don't think we know he shaky
We'll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Niggas be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don't think we know he shaky
We'll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
[Verse 1]
Brodie is ready with pride
Brodie got devilish ties
Brodie too focused on hoping my energy die
Living rent-free in his mind, cope with it mentally
Notice he jealous at times
Know he not meant to be I
Showed me he enemy
Close to me?
Never, I tried to fix up the envy inside 'em
But he saying he gang just so he could hang with us
It's a shame cause bro was my vato
Niggas lame when they see you raising up
And they blame you when they can't follow
Chose his fate and I went and prayed for bruh
I prayed his pain would be swallowed
Switch to strangers then it get dangerous when they aim to hit you with hollows
Bang, bang, bang, clocking yo stunts
Niggas want what you got when you up
Pocket watching, he copy yo everything
Pocket rocket, he starving too much
My reconnaissance showing me everything
He talk down on my name in the cut
He walk 'round tryna claim he got dirt on me
Well, bitch, I ain't give a fuck
[Bridge]
Chop off the head of the snake for real
If he move like a opp, that homie shit dead, my nigga
Can't take no Ls
Chop off the head of the snake for real
If he move like a opp, that homie shit dead, my nigga
That homie shit dead, my nigga
[Chorus]
Aye
Niggas be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don't think we know he shaky
We'll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Niggas be hoes in ya face (Niggas be hoes in ya face)
Keep lil bro out my space, for real (Space, for real)
He don't think we know he shaky
We'll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real (Snakes, Snakes)
Heard he roll with the snakes for real (Heard he roll with the snakes, Aye)
[Verse 2]
I don't trust these niggas
I don't trust these hoes
Turn that boy to Ricky, Huncho, get the pole
Dump 'em in his soul, up a couple rounds
Fuckers think we pussy, tuck 'em in the ground
Pops had raised me as a peaceful nigga but the homies with me keep the piece concealed
Watch the way you tryna treat my niggas, 'cause the slightest mess up might just get you chilled
Aye, bro, what the fuck?
Aggression in me for the opposition
I can't let the brodies think a nigga sweet
My best decision feeling nonexistent 'cause my ego telling me to get the heat
Success ain't earned without a reckless vision
Either hit the pedal or you hit defeat
Better got to stepping 'fore we dead the beef
Promise death gon settle who get left to speak
Losing my calm, my cool, my chill
My niggas is armed to shoot and kill
Bang!
Watch that boy roof get peeled, bang!
Niggas be, uh
Niggas be chatting, they ain't really troops for real, bang!
Disappear, poof, he killed, aye!
Skate off, regroup the field
Gang!
Shoulder the blame
Cuzzo told me he in pain
God gon fold him when he slain
He ain't even scared of hell
This shit posted in his brain
Living life until he can't
If he see the opps and he get the drop, he'll spin down the block, left off the stick
If he see the opps, he'll get the drop, spin down the block and left off the stick, aye!
[Chorus]
Aye
Niggas be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don't think we know he shaky
We'll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Niggas be hoes in ya face
Keep lil bro out my space, for real
He don't think we know he shaky
We'll expose him as fake for real
Lil shorty done told me the case, uh
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
Heard he roll with the snakes for real
[Skit 2: Friend]
Man, fuck that nigga
I ain't worried bout them niggas, man
Niggas lame as hell
And his granny damn near helped me set his ass up
Nigga, we getting money over here, nigga
We getting money, we living right, nigga, we healthy
Nigga, it's health and wellness over here, nigga
Fuck them, nigga
I'm eating kale and shit in LA, nigga
I'm living a different life, nigga
We up now, nigga
I ain't worried 'bout them, nigga
You hear me?, we up
We up now