Grr grr
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask
Is it worth it? Pull up with some 30s
He won't see his thirties
Chick-fil-a styrofoam cup full of dirty
(Okay) ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask
Is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn
Shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time
They ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride
And I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend
Told him that he earned it she said
"Let's go get a bag" she
Ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line
Unless it's money, then it's urgent
For BCB, man, it's always green
Satan tryna tempt me
But I won't eat from the tree
Boy, if I catch you lackin'
I'ma press you with this heat
Yeah, walked inside the jewelry store and
We went on a spree
Ayy, how many of y'all seen half
A mil' before you twenty-three?
How many of y'all hit the bank
Heard, "Welcome back, sir, please
Take a seat"? They already know how I like
My tea, double bagged, hot, and green
Hundred-cent color my jeans
I got Wrangler on my briefs
Sauce 'em up like some Tabasco
Put some pep up in his step
Someone hand this man a towel
We about to get him wet
I'm a young Stanley Kubrick
I need quiet on the set
We about to shoot a movie
It don't need no VFX
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask
Is it worth it? Pull up with some 30s
He won't see his thirties
Chick-fil-a styrofoam cup full of dirty
(Okay) ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask
Is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn
Shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time
They ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride
And I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend
Told him that he earned it she said
"Let's go get a bag" she
Ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line
Unless it's money, then it's urgent
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English
Grr grr
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask
Is it worth it? Pull up with some 30s
He won't see his thirties
Chick-fil-a styrofoam cup full of dirty
(Okay) ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask
Is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn
Shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time
They ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride
And I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend
Told him that he earned it she said
"Let's go get a bag" she
Ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line
Unless it's money, then it's urgent
For BCB, man, it's always green
Satan tryna tempt me
But I won't eat from the tree
Boy, if I catch you lackin'
I'ma press you with this heat
Yeah, walked inside the jewelry store and
We went on a spree
Ayy, how many of y'all seen half
A mil' before you twenty-three?
How many of y'all hit the bank
Heard, "Welcome back, sir, please
Take a seat"? They already know how I like
My tea, double bagged, hot, and green
Hundred-cent color my jeans
I got Wrangler on my briefs
Sauce 'em up like some Tabasco
Put some pep up in his step
Someone hand this man a towel
We about to get him wet
I'm a young Stanley Kubrick
I need quiet on the set
We about to shoot a movie
It don't need no VFX
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask
Is it worth it? Pull up with some 30s
He won't see his thirties
Chick-fil-a styrofoam cup full of dirty
(Okay) ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask
Is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn
Shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time
They ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride
And I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend
Told him that he earned it she said
"Let's go get a bag" she
Ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line
Unless it's money, then it's urgent
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask
Is it worth it? Pull up with some 30s
He won't see his thirties
Chick-fil-a styrofoam cup full of dirty
(Okay) ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask
Is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn
Shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time
They ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride
And I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend
Told him that he earned it she said
"Let's go get a bag" she
Ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line
Unless it's money, then it's urgent
For BCB, man, it's always green
Satan tryna tempt me
But I won't eat from the tree
Boy, if I catch you lackin'
I'ma press you with this heat
Yeah, walked inside the jewelry store and
We went on a spree
Ayy, how many of y'all seen half
A mil' before you twenty-three?
How many of y'all hit the bank
Heard, "Welcome back, sir, please
Take a seat"? They already know how I like
My tea, double bagged, hot, and green
Hundred-cent color my jeans
I got Wrangler on my briefs
Sauce 'em up like some Tabasco
Put some pep up in his step
Someone hand this man a towel
We about to get him wet
I'm a young Stanley Kubrick
I need quiet on the set
We about to shoot a movie
It don't need no VFX
Ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin' (uh)
Creep up from behind, you better ask
Is it worth it? Pull up with some 30s
He won't see his thirties
Chick-fil-a styrofoam cup full of dirty
(Okay) ayy, snakes, searchin', lurkin'
'Fore you cross the line, better ask
Is it worth it?
Got some shooters out in Brooklyn
Shake you up like Kyrie Irving
They gon' pull it from the line every time
They ain't nervous
And one thing is for certain
My gaucho, he gon' ride
And I'm thankful for his service
Yeah, he cried when he saw that backend
Told him that he earned it she said
"Let's go get a bag" she
Ain't talking 'bout no Birkin
So you can't hit our line
Unless it's money, then it's urgent
Writer: Ben Mironer, Collins Chibueze, Mike Hector, Nevin Sastry
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Shaboozey
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Ben Mironer, Collins Chibueze, Mike Hector, Nevin Sastry