[Lyric] SNAKE (Apollo Gold)

[Verse 1: Iayze]
How you ain't get no cash you lame
I know some niggas wanna eat off my plate
Play in that bitch and you ass getting bait nigga
That's why I can't hang with yah
And the XD 45 paint niggas
I shoot shit like I take pictures
In the double R and I'm lane switching
Bitch I'm in that Vette, Vette yeah
Ride with a Tek, Tek yeah
Got on Patek, Patek yeah
Shoot at the boy and he can't protect yeah
Hundred rounds he can't duck his head, yeah

[Chorus: Apollo Gold]
Fuck, Fuck that boy he snake (Woah)
Rick Owens got lace (Yuh Yuh)
Mask on, Mask On you ain't see my face
Black boots on they won't leave a trace, (Tuh Truh)
Run up a sack, I dеposit at Chase (Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching)
You can't catch up, No you not a pace nah (Nah)
[Verse 2: Apollo Gold]
Fuck you yuh (Uh)
I'm sick and tired of thеse peions (What?!)
Pussy ass rappers wanna be me I see em
Tryna dress like me, come talk like me, get hoes like me
Fuck you I'm never lacking keep a pole like me (Brahp)
We is not the same, you broke you ain't even got a pair of jeans
Hit the strip club can't make it rain like me yuh (Woah Woo)
Get some bread then we gon see
Que tu me decises a mi?! (What?!) (Yuh)

[Chorus: Apollo Gold]
Fuck that boy he snake (Yuh)
Rick Owens got lace (Of Course)
Mask on, Mask On you ain't see my face
Black boots on they won't leave a trace, (Rick!)
Run up a sack, I deposit at what at Chase (Cha-Ching)
You can't catch up, No you not a pace nah

[Verse 3: Apollo Gold]
Yuh, Uh
They stand on my money they not even tall as me, (Never)
I am so brolic yo girl she follow me, (Kisses)
Yuh, Yuh
We not on the same level even the blind can see
You little, you pussy I'll stop you out in my tee
Fuck, What?!
[Chorus: Apollo Gold]
Fuck that boy he snake (Yuh)
Rick Owens got lace (Yuh)
Mask on, Mask On you ain't see my face
Black boots on they won't leave a trace, (Baap Baap)
Run up a sack, I deposit at what at Chase (Cha-Ching)
You can't catch up, No you not a pace nah
Fuck you
Woah, Woah
Fuck You
Yuh Yuh

[Verse 4: Desire]
I'm riding in a new Benz with the top down
She wanna fuck with Lil KB
Tell a hood bitch move around
The Glock on hip, I just bought a new zip
I'm really smoking out the pound
I told you once make the wrong move then you outta bounds
Nigga playing the hit, I been talking my shit
My diamonds gon hit me outta the mix
I ain't with that Lil shit, I just love sex with the coupe
Spend a few racks, Yeah I'm finna talk my Lil shit
Bitch I get higher than you
Took the roof outta coupe
Pass my bitch the Glock
She not with the dude
I told my shooter in the booth
Bring in my young nigga locked up he was blowing the flute