Snake Bite Betty - Triple One

Her brain is dead, Hate is fed

Pretty snake bite Betty gotta pay the rent

I’ve got mine, Shape and shine

I’ve got reason to believe you’ll make a mastermind

With innocence as my witness, straight watching me while I listen

The voices up on my shoulder grow colder with each opinion

My Willy up in my hand as I stare’et the ceiling fan

I was younger, rolling thunder, feeling pressure, feeling power

Cold stone killer with realer ambitions up on a note

Never quote me on my word cause my actions remain close

Stone cold up town, we can make you float

Elevate the place, we can see you pose

See talons on my tongue they might grab you and rip yah eye out

See Obi in my shadow might grab you and pop your light out

Straight up no doubt levitate my town

Got space to breath buh precipitate the lead

Lay in the gutter, swing from the trees

See your pretty Betty, drop to her knees

Crack like a bottle, you can forget these

We stole your whole game, and threw away the keys

Snake bite betty got a black eye

No teeth and a crack pipe

Snake bite betty got a bad dye

Take life in a cat fight

Cold wind blowing on my right hand

Flow freeze from that dull light

Close road kiln from the Flight plan

Loose k just to lean right

Crack rock city run deep in that pawn shop

Cash off pity from the smug that he bought from

Black top, sitting rocking tinnies on a sawn off

Non stop ripping at my throat till I’m long gone

Fuck your vision i’m burning your whole existence

Poppin off like shivers you office to burn the fishes

This is all a gimmick you cunts keep calling my digits

Phone dead at home right next to them dirty dishes

Bed side, road rage, city limit, cocaine

Tongue tied, blow pain, pretty betty, no vain

Retry, fucked up, pitch black, stake out

Life pass by like bad dreams and break downs