Make America Snake Again

All right
Yeah

Cleared out, I got moves like I'm Mike Jackson
Niggas never test the fif, what they stay backing
And I worry 'bout no suckers on me, 'cause I got tactic
When I'm on BabiK, Bape zip jacket
Supreme meets match lighters, I'm coming lavish
'Cause a bitch when I was blasting, he just let me have it
Like a magic with his stick, watch me pull a hat-trick
Tried easy, smacking niggas fast, nigga, you are not

I'm tryna get off zap, but that shit buck
Beat it from the back while I'm loaded, make her toot it up
I'll catch a sucker while he cruising, and I'm scooting up
About the babies, if the tools in here, then we gon' shoot it up
Me and brother drop, thought it was five, but it was two of us
Backstabbing's got me moving, meaning don't know who to trust
Sick the bitch on low, bro, watch him hit that cut
All that fight, it's him fight at, I done had enough

Like I done had it up to here with niggas trolling me
Catch a face and watch me put a bitch right to sleep
I'm gon' roll the doobie blunt and mix it with the Z
Chasing nigga down and show aggression, trying to finish heat (yeah)
They like, "Damn bitch, you racket like the rent, dude" (yeah, a'ight)
When I spin, I'm tryna get a big fish, they know they fool
Fuck the bitch, I'm not kicked her, bitch, you gotta get the boot
I be riding with some shit that turn the truck into a kook, nigga

Don't ride through here playing crazy and get chewed up
Missy the mob, the type of shit that make her chews up
Bounce out with three Ks and grab a nigga like the kook club
Like my white bitch been playing with her, no, she don't got no butt (she ain't got no booty)

Bounce out with three Ks, grab a nigga like the-, ay
Mm-mm-mm-mm, I agree