Dax, Snow Tha Product - A Lot At Stake lyrics
Dax [Daniel Nwosu Jr.] St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada 🇨🇦
Snow Tha Product [Claudia Alexandra Madriz Meza] San José, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Dax, Snow Tha Product - A Lot At Stake lyrics]
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I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I'm ahead my space, way out your range
I mute you lames and I talk big game
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake, yeah
Yeah, New York with my state of mind
(State of mind)
Every statue is at liberty to get declined
(It's Dax)
I break rules, every branch that I will defy
Is governed by the thoughts that
You heard through a grapevine
Me and Siri switching lanes to my baselines
Hangin' up on bitches
Throwin' pussy for a FaceTime
They say dawgs go to heaven
So these niggas out here barkin' up a tree
I see 'em sniffin' like the canine
Niggas claimin' that I don't spit hot shit
I murder beats off top, that's off rip
(Off rip)
Six feet is the distance, your coffin
Is buried in the place, I
Got crowds doin' moshpit's, ah!
(Woo) and I ain't never gettin' boxed
In my three step drop
Quarterbacks every option, ah!
And this is not a TikTok trend
Puttin' in work's the only time
That I clock in like Billie, I'm the bad guy
I lash out on the trash they let pass by
Then I go outside and start rappin'
I bet everybody watchin'
Think a nigga throwing gang signs
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I'm ahead my space, way out your range
I mute you lames and I talk big game
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake, yeah
Yeah, look well, it's the big bill countin'
Little bill stripper tippin'
Bad bitch with a big plan
Got a bigger vision no time for you
All my time's spent makin' decisions
I'm the product and the dealer
On a mission for commission (Woo)
If you ever cross me don't be callin' me
People tryna make themselves look
Better with they apology
Ain't got nothin' to do with me
Diamonds still on two degrees
Got rid of the leeches
All of a sudden I got jewelry
'Cause all of a sudden I got my bread up
'cause I got fed up they used to block me
Now it's Versace like I'm Donatella
And now my life is bomb as ever
Sweet as Amaretto
I'm hoppin' out and now the
Driver holdin' my umbrella
'Cause it's a snowstorm now and
I'ma make it rain (Woo)
Mexicans gon' always find a way even
If it ain't a way
How you gonna try and cross me?
You got a bum knee
Cross 'em over, back it up
I hit 'em with the fadeaway
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I'm ahead my space, way out your range
I mute you lames and I talk big game
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake, yeah
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I'm ahead my space, way out your range
I mute you lames and I talk big game
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake, yeah
Yeah, New York with my state of mind
(State of mind)
Every statue is at liberty to get declined
(It's Dax)
I break rules, every branch that I will defy
Is governed by the thoughts that
You heard through a grapevine
Me and Siri switching lanes to my baselines
Hangin' up on bitches
Throwin' pussy for a FaceTime
They say dawgs go to heaven
So these niggas out here barkin' up a tree
I see 'em sniffin' like the canine
Niggas claimin' that I don't spit hot shit
I murder beats off top, that's off rip
(Off rip)
Six feet is the distance, your coffin
Is buried in the place, I
Got crowds doin' moshpit's, ah!
(Woo) and I ain't never gettin' boxed
In my three step drop
Quarterbacks every option, ah!
And this is not a TikTok trend
Puttin' in work's the only time
That I clock in like Billie, I'm the bad guy
I lash out on the trash they let pass by
Then I go outside and start rappin'
I bet everybody watchin'
Think a nigga throwing gang signs
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I'm ahead my space, way out your range
I mute you lames and I talk big game
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake, yeah
Yeah, look well, it's the big bill countin'
Little bill stripper tippin'
Bad bitch with a big plan
Got a bigger vision no time for you
All my time's spent makin' decisions
I'm the product and the dealer
On a mission for commission (Woo)
If you ever cross me don't be callin' me
People tryna make themselves look
Better with they apology
Ain't got nothin' to do with me
Diamonds still on two degrees
Got rid of the leeches
All of a sudden I got jewelry
'Cause all of a sudden I got my bread up
'cause I got fed up they used to block me
Now it's Versace like I'm Donatella
And now my life is bomb as ever
Sweet as Amaretto
I'm hoppin' out and now the
Driver holdin' my umbrella
'Cause it's a snowstorm now and
I'ma make it rain (Woo)
Mexicans gon' always find a way even
If it ain't a way
How you gonna try and cross me?
You got a bum knee
Cross 'em over, back it up
I hit 'em with the fadeaway
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake
I'm ahead my space, way out your range
I mute you lames and I talk big game
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake, yeah
I kneel, I pray, I stay away
I won't change, and I ain't no fake
If you ever cross me, better look both ways
I got too much sauce and a lot at stake