SERPENT SONG

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, like
 I've been dressing with style
 And y'all been acting too wild
 Feel like a City Girl, 'cause I'm about to act up
 She got wet like the Nile, but now she stuck in denial
 Lil' bitch, that ain't my child
 I ain't that one
 It's like I got a fucking role in Riverdale
 Swear to god, I ain't even know how to act
 Silly me, Billie Jean really think she gone' jack my mic
 Like it's 'Ye off the cognac
 Got a real ass bag full of bread
 Put the lead to your dome
 Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
 Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
 Until I'm gone
 That's my lil' bae, she at home
 Got a real ass bag full of bread
 Put the lead to your dome
 Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
 Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
 Until I'm gone
 Got a, got a, got a, got a
 Got a real ass bitch, everybody say she do it for the clout
 But she really knew me for a while
 Got the drones at the station
 Impatient, I'm waiting for now
 And my homeboys raiding your house
 I got big blue bucks
 Never gave a fuck
 I been getting more, never settled for enough
 Big Benz truck
 Long live Gus
 Tommy shirt, like the gun, know I got to keep it tucked
 Never want to get smacked with the chopsticks
 Up and coming but you know that I'm a top pick
 Round the block with my bitch, I got the top down
 Then I did her like the charts, and then I topped it
 Bitch you know I'm never leaving
 I'ma kill it every season
 Make a milli' every month, and rule the planet by the weekend
 Everybody trying to peep it
 Ain't nobody going to leak it
 All my cousins want my money, but they never really need it
 Got a real ass bag full of bread
 Put the lead to your dome
 Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
 Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
 Until I'm gone
 That's my lil' bae, she at home
 Got a real ass bag full of bread
 Put the lead to your dome
 Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
 Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
 Until I'm gone
 Got a, got a, got a, got a
 I'm taking every bet, somebody hold my cup
 I'm Kanye making waves, you gotta turn me up
 It's getting way too hard to fucking show some love
 Cause everybody a fake, you don't know who to trust
 Sometimes I look to the sky, I feel there's angels with me
 And they be sending me blessings
 Money, diamonds, and women
 It's kind of sad that these bitches always be losing' feelings
 But they don't want me to lose, that's why I'm always winning
 JPEG said "Catch me in a cold mood"
 I'm Cheez Whiz, Cool Whip, I'm at Whole Foods
 My flow nice, even if I'm on a slow tune
 I'm going crazy on bitches like it's a full moon
 I'm fresh ice, too cold, out the freezer
 Feel like Frieza, Gohan, or Vegeta
 Super straight forward, girl, I never wanna tease you
 Hit it, then you miss it like I'm fucking on Khalifa
 Got the big dogs, big bops on the set
 Feel like Rick Ross, Big Smalls, got the bread
 When you lift off, please dog, don't forget
 Where you came from, kingdom, got to rep
 Want to break up? Are you taking the piss?
 Girl, you playin' with my feels
 Man, you can't be legit
 Used to call me a king, what if I really is
 And the irony is
 I want off with your head
 Bang
 Yeah
 Like oh God, I got to cool down
 I show these bitches what this life be like
 Like I don't know what to do now
 Confusing, but this might be right
 Like oh God, I got to cool down
 Ha!
 Show these bitches what this life be like
 Like I don't know what to do now
 Ha ha ha!
 Confusing but this might be right
 Might
 Be
 Right