Snakes On My Collar Lyrics – Young Stoner Life, Young Thug

Read the full Snakes On My Collar lyrics by Young Stoner Life, Young Thug, diamond* and Lil Keed from the album Slime Language 3 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Young Stoner Life’s music, you can also explore Freaky Girl and Switch Up, two other songs by Young Stoner Life.

[Intro: Young Thug]
You dig?

[Chorus: Young Thug, diamond*]
I got snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Slime life, got own collars (Hey)
Snakes on all of my partners (Hey)
Twelve-inch Chanel on my skin (Hey)
Sliding like n!gga who gon’ win? (Hey)
I step in my crib (Hey)
Put my nail on her heels (Hey)
Get the double-cup, I’m gon’ sip
Innocent n!gga get killed
Calling on your b!tches, double dip
Take the vest off, they gonna hit him in the (??)
I don’t talk back, plead the fifth
Paramedic leave a n!gga killed (Okay)
I just had a threesome with a Crip (Okay)
I can’t even cry, not a tеar

[Verse 1: diamond*]
Got a Glock in my pants so I got two d!cks (Bling)
And the clip on the yacht look like a pool stick (Bling, it’s diamond*)
I donе changed up the game, made these (??) (Bling)
Got a Chrome Heart wrist and a bustdown wrist (Bling, slime, woo)
B!tch come fu*king, they don’t even gotta kiss
Got crushed up diamonds in the cup full of Tris’
I’m a real n!gga, she gon’ drink my spit
Chanel everything, yeah, I’m done wearing Rick
She suck the d!ck good, I painted her toes (Okay)
I fu*ked the b!tch good, make her throw away the rose (Okay)
Fu*king on thots from the hood with the bros (With the bros)
I think I need to stop, everyday I pour a four
Strippers lighting up, pick ’em, eeny-miney-moe
Reminisce days I was trapping at the store
N!ggas in her mouth, got Bvlgari in her nose

He was talking out his neck so we shot him in his chin (Bling, slime)

[Chorus: Young Thug, diamond*, Lil Keed]
I got snakes on most of my collars (Slatty; Hey)
Snakes on most of my collars (Slatty; Hey)
Slime life, got own collars, yeah
Snakes on all of my partners (Hey)
Twelve-inch Chanel on my skin (Hey)
Sliding like n!gga who gon’ win? (Hey)
I step in my crib (Hey)
Put my nail on her heels (Hey)
Get the double-cup, I’m gon’ sip
Innocent n!gga get killed
Calling on your b!tches, double dip
Take the vest off, they gonna hit him in the (??) (Grrah-grrah)
I don’t talk back, plead the fifth
Paramedic leave a n!gga killed
I just had a threesome with a Crip (Woo)
I can’t even cry, not a tear (Keed, talk to ’em)

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
I ain’t talking ’bout no opposite
I’d cross a n!gga like, ooh, yeah
Let the sticks hang out the wide again
Let the sticks hang out the roof
Hang out the roof, yeah
Neck real fried, got
(??) (Let’s go)
Give a couple blues to the crew, b!tch
Trap, you ain’t even know you made the news
Whole lotta, whole lotta groupies
Move out the way, let the bands in
She said she wanna roll like a Benji’
Expensive denim come from Japan
Riding around with a FN
I’m gonna catch that boy lacking
That stick gon’ shoot fire like a dragon
Hop in that K, he a rat, then
Gon’ get in traffic, he dragging, slatt

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Snakes on most of my collars (Hey)
Slime life, got own collars (Hey)
Snakes on all of my partners (Hey)
Twelve-inch Chanel on my skin (Hey)
Sliding like n!gga who gon’ win? (Hey)
I step in my crib (Hey)
Put my nail on her heels (Hey)
Get the double-cup, I’m gon’ sip
Innocent n!gga get killed
Calling on your b!tches, double dip
Take the vest off, they gonna hit him in the
(??)
I don’t talk back, plead the fifth
Paramedic leave a n!gga killed
I just had a threesome with a Crip, yeah
I can’t even cry, not a tear