SOLID SNAKE

[Intro]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

Yeah

[Verse]

Where the fuck the waitress is? I need to-go boxes

How much I paid for this shit?

Yeah, the money good, don't mean go 'head and waste this shit, uh

Who the fuck raised y'all bitches?

Yeah, we talk, don't talk my face off, my patience is thin

You know what they say 'bout skinny East African niggas

When you shake our hands, y'all should count y'all fingers

We love killin' each other, we can't trust our siblings

He gettin' shot by niggas that grew up with us

He changed his name, Abdul in prison, but grew up Christian

And Mo, I thought I grew up different

But when I grew up, I learned we had a similar illness

But how it shows up? Just a little bit different

Some people like drugs, some people seek attention

I sought drugs, I got a purple addiction

That cup to me feel like my mother's affection

Nigga, I wake up in the morning, start my day with a cup

I'm out at late, It's a three hour difference, hit my mup

I'm out the way for the money

The green room like P. Stone, got J's in abundance

Pray for peace, I keep a piece, but I'm the pres', I press the buttons

The press, don't tell 'em nothin' 'cause—

What's your talent? Bein' nosy than a motherfucker

I'm out in Cali, straight cosy than a motherfucker

Last name Kassa, turn a coney 'bout some more

My Uncle Joni ain't see forty, but she lived for forty more

So many killers come before me, I'ma keep this shit goin'

Fifty page passport, my shit important

I wasted too much good game on her, that bitch borin'