Snakes (feat. Yungjeremy)

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Mann

Dijon Thames Shariff (born July 17, 1991), better known by his stage name Mann, is an American hip-hop artist and rapper from West Los Angeles, California, signed to J.R. Rotem's Beluga Heights Records. Mann is noticeable for his short stature of 5 feet, 4 inches. more »

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I'm broadcasting live coming straight from the jungle
Watch the snakes in the grass, they'll try to take you under
Niggas plottin' and they scheming cause they see you stacking commas
Never switch it up, a hundred rounds when we coming

The bang loud and it's humming
Shake it shit like it's thunder
Bring your casket to your mama
Street shit ain't fumbled he flat lined on the corner

Lay down and here I go now, ain't no worries or no wonder
For playing games with a gunner
Bullets hot like a sauna
Bitches high, just like a sauna

You know I'm tryna get this money, when I wanna
And if a nigga got a problem, then we want drama
I'm just like Wiz Khalifa bitch, got marijuana
They on that fucking gang shit, nigga you can be a donor

Smoking all that gas, yeah you know we stoner
We take your land over nigga, we gon' be your owner
We getting them bands young nigga, we ain't laying over
I just want the money, I don't want no problem

If these niggas want flex, then we gon' solve it
Hey, two two threes and takes, have a nigga follow it
If a pussy want war, pussy nigga call it
I'm broadcasting live coming straight from the jungle

Watch the snakes in the grass, they'll try to take you under
Niggas plottin' and they scheming cause they see you stacking commas
Never switch it up, a hundred rounds when we coming
The bang loud and it's humming

Shake shit like it's thunder
Bring your casket to your mama
Street shit I ain't fumble, flat lined on the corner
Lay down and here I go, now ain't no worries or no wonder

For playing games with a gun, bullets hot like a sun
It's a man down, he popping shit, we popping choppers, time to lay him down
He won't ever ever make a damn sign
Yeah this machine gun heavy with a lot of rounds

Ain't no talking, moving silence, many ratting now
We putting prices on your head, young hittas running round
Yeah these eyes don't tell no lies, I'm seeing funny smiles
Handshakes with mean mugs these niggas, funny style

All my shooters run with rugers, yeah they hunting you down
Caution tape around the scene, get that chalk out
Pistol grips sawed off he getting walked down
Desert eagle in my section when I walk around

When it's smoked and it's up he getting stalked down
Straight from the jungle, watch the snakes in the grass
They'll try to take you under
Niggas plottin' and they scheming cause they see you stacking commas

Never switch it up, a hundred rounds when we coming
The bang loud and it's humming
Shake your shit like it's thunder
Bring your casket to your mama

Street shit I ain't fumbled he flat lined on the corner
Lay down and here I go, now ain't no worries on no one
For playing games with a gunner bullets hot like a summer

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