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What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up" Yeah (blrrrd, blrrrd) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (facts) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show Think a nigga solid, but he hating on the low Wanna know who really real? Start telling niggas, "No" (tell 'em, "No") Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (hey) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (uh-huh) Think a nigga solid, but he hating on the low (blrrrd, ayy) Wanna know who really real? Start telling niggas, "No" (ayy, ayy) Ayy, when they caught you and your man's down bad, why you ain't blow? Had your shots up in my mag', sent a whole hundred 'fore I go (blrrrd-blrrrd) My opps really ain't on shit, I done did like 200 shows Can't no nigga never trick me, like I did a nigga before (blrrrd-blrrrd) Wish I catch him with this switch on me, I'ma act up and do the most (act up and do the most) Got the loc' off his IG ('G), see the same background in every post (on every post) It's a six up in this cup (six), I might not finish 'fore I doze (wop, wop) Big Shiesty for president (blrrrd), it still ain't too late, go and vote (blrrrd-blrrrd) Ain't no social media, AUG, go everywhere that I go (blrrrd) Cold-hearted killer, we heatshot him, leave blood all on the snow Pooh Shiesty turned Juicy J, this a legend and a young G.O.A.T. Know I'm the biggest snake, you cut the grass low, I'm the first to show (blrrrd, blrrrd) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (blrrrd, big blrrrd) Think a nigga solid, but he hating on the low Wanna know who really real? Start telling niggas, "No" (no, fuck you) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (fuck 'em) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (fuck 'em) Think a nigga solid, but he hating on the low (facts) Wanna know who really real? Start telling niggas, "No" I been telling niggas, "No," I been telling bitches, "No" 'Bout my money, put this barrel down your motherfucking throat Juicy, can you buy me a car? Juicy, can you get some dope? Mane, I wonder would y'all rescue me if Juicy J was broke? Niggas might be making money, but they still ain't got no heart So I keep my grass low, so I can see what's in my yard (yeah) Whole lot of niggas, I was treating like my brothers Stop holding niggas' hands, you can see they true colors Oh, all you niggas shit, all owe a bitch dick Where was you when I was out here, starving tryna hit a lick? Yeah, came in the game and these bitches couldn't handle me 20 years later, whole world gotta sample me Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (pay up) Keep the grass cut and snakes will show (pay up) Think a nigga solid, but he hating on the low Wanna know who really real? Start telling niggas, "No" (tell 'em, "No") If there's a reason, I can see it from a mile away So then my gun was down, sleeping with the enemy The streets are dangerous, I could be dead any day That's why I'm riding with my dogs, smoking plenty hay
Writer(s): Gilbere Forte, Jordan Houston, Paul Duane Beauregard, Patrick Houston, Lontrell D Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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