​#snakes

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (BloodHounds) , yeah (I miss you, Angel) , yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I can see the snakes,   your lane
I made twenty racks online then I
Run it to the bank
On my shorts say "Saint Laurent, " bitch
I got expensive taste
Little drug, I'm knoddin’ off
Bitch I'm sippin' lookin’ straight
Give a fuck 'bout who you are
Give a fuck about your name
Bitch, I'm rollin' with my dogs and
You're lookin' like a stain
And you know I'm goin' hard
You can see it in my face
And my pockets lookin’ large, off the pack
I can’t look straight

Can't look straight, can’t look straight
I don't know why they love to hate
If he actin' out of line
XD put 'em in his place
And I heard he talkin’ tough
Told 'em slide down to LA at the show
Don't fuck around and up here
We stomp your face (Hold up, get a grip)
(BloodHounds, we in this bitch)
I don't care 'bout innocence
I just wan' see ignorance
Catch an elbow in the front row
I'm just kickin' shit
Ask me if I got a screw loose, well
Just a little bit

Woah, yeah woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah

I can see the snakes, your lane
I made twenty racks online then I
Run it to the bank
On my shorts say "Saint Laurent, " bitch
I got expensive taste
Little drug, I'm knoddin' off
Bitch I'm sippin' lookin' straight
Give a fuck 'bout who you are
Give a fuck about your name
Bitch, I'm rollin' with my dogs and
You're lookin' like a stain
And you know I'm goin' hard
You can see it in my face
And my pockets lookin' large, off the pack
I can't look straight

(I miss you, Angel)