Jarren Benton - Snakes In the Yard lyrics

[Jarren Benton - Snakes In the Yard lyrics]

Yeah yeah (Hah)

Uh, yeah, snakes in the yard (yeah)
How you say you day one but
Let hate fill your heart? (Hate)
Toast to my real niggas, pray for the squad
(Salute) and we don't fuck with rats
We make 'em beg for the sharks

If you don't swim, you bound to drown
I know my grandma's smilin' down
She live in my lap
The pistol on me when I'm riding around
(Brrt, brrt) never been a style for clowns
(Uh) , I never gave a pig a noun (Nah)
A person, place, a thing
We crack his wig and then we strip the crown
If you go plug designers, make 'em pay a fee
(Pay 'em) fendi specs, laser on the TECs
We make 'em pay to breathe
It ain't over 'til that fat ho


Sing and I'ma play the keys (yeah)
Life can be a bitch and then you dead, nigga
C'est la vie (Hah)
Yeah, Jesus piece, plain Jane (Uh, huh)
Click-clack, bang bang, the bully bad
Gang-gang we ain't in the same lane
(Uh, uh) , I'm just tryna stay sane
Put this in the mix
So exquisite how he paint pain
Yeah, I see niggas turn to fiends
The Devil is a lie
Don't let 'em kill your self esteem (Facts)
Invest that money wise instead of
Spending up that cream
I was destined to be great, I'm
A descendant of a king, nigga
(Hah)

Snakes Snakes in the yard
How you How you say you day one
But let hate fill your heart?
Toast Toast to my real niggas
Pray for the squad
And we don't fuck with rats
Don't fuck with rats Uh

I feel asleep again while I was praying, man
Pigs kick in doors with no
Warrants then they sprayin' (Brr)
I color out the line, bitch
Ain't no boxes for these crayons
(I'm different)
These niggas made up like Maybelline
These niggas Avon (Hah)
Apex predator, I'm not the one to prey on
(Uh, uh) futuristic pistol, dawg
This shit look like a ray gun (Choo-choo)
Before the mink coat, nigga, I was always A1
(Yup) and I don't talk to Jake
I don't care if he with State Farm (Hah)
They got your dog again on conspiracy
He didn't make bond (Nah)
You at the precinct
Better pipe down and play dumb (Play dumb)
Or they gon' lock your ass up too
That's word to Akon you niggas dick riders
Got rappers balls on they tongue (yeah)
Uh, I'm just living out my best
From the home of the Braves
But they fuck with me out west (Facts)
Never sleep, they say that that's the
First cousin of death
And they hate your melanin
They want to scrub it out your flesh
(Brrt) , uh

Snakes Snakes in the yard
How you How you say you day one
But let hate fill your heart?
Toast Toast to my real niggas
Pray for the squad
And we don't fuck with rats
Don't fuck with rats

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