Snake b*tches (NBA youngboy diss) lyrics

Von, von man this n*gga a b*tch this talking murder case I f*ck his b*tch n*gga probably a snitch we don’t play about that sh*t n*gga pull up on that snake b*tch and that choppa spray All these n*ggas fake man I’m tryin kill a snake n*gga your b*tch a hoe and n*gga f*ck your kids n*gga f*ck them kid all your raps is all caps shoot all your homie up cause I don’t give a f*ck about them snake b*tches oh you talking murder I kill you in second you want war I kill you n*gga if blood really gushing choppas steady bussin Playing wit von you a fool n*gga I got more bodies then you n*gga Never come to chiraq n*gga and thats on the O if you do best believe your ass getting hit wit the poles you lil snake b*tch choppa cut ya head off you in trouble I pull up to where you stay and start trouble I probably kill your best friend and you nеver knew knock you off your shoes you keep talking sh*t you going to bе a pack very soon and you speaking on my twin that’s a sin I f*ck your mama then put a bag on your mama head I bet you won’t talk sh*t again I’m finna kill y’all snake b*tches keep playing around wit gang smokin your dead snake homies don’t forget I’m smokin tooka too but back to the snake b*tch I heard you was in jail sucking di*k imma make sure my son kill your son then say rest in p*ss then p*ss on him I see is up they rush you to the hospital then shoot then hospital up kidnapp 4 your kids then take them to the O then shoot them and kill them in the O boy you better never come to O if you do your ass dead wit your sons all your brothers Are some hoes pull to your funeral and shoot it up f*ck all of y’all snake b*tches (boom boom boom)