Animals Lyrics

Fuck how you feel, I'ma always keep it real

Shedding light on all my young dawgs, starving for a meal

Bro, incarcerated, still, this shit starting to get real

If I speak on what we did, you niggas probably get the chills

Ain't no heart under my skin, them bitches took it from me

Quick to get them bows, gon' call me the Cookie Monster

I ain't got no time to chill, I gotta get this money

Like fuck a friendship, all I ask is keep this shit a hundred

You niggas told under oath, how you gon' break that promise

I swear these niggas make me sick, the type to make me vomit

And when them boys on your ass, it ain't no way around it

All my niggas animals, and they don't play about me

Yeah, I got a couple pits, a couple apes around me

I got some dogs in the cage, they gotta face the county

Brodie told me cut the grass it's some snakes around me

I train my dogs to hunt you down after I pay the bounty

Knock the pussy out, Mike Tyson

All my niggas' dogs, on command they be biting

Lil' bitch on my bone, really wanna be my wifey

I can read her mind, shit, I'm something like Psychic

He ain't got no chicken, shit that's something like a minus

Fuck the opps the only thing we ducking is indictments

Every time we talk about some money, it get quiet

If he snitch we throw him in the jungle with the lions

You hear them wild niggas rapping, it's a classical

He try to reach, bro I'm a teach it might be valuable

Fuck being local, them wild niggas going national

I live in the mud, Four One Nine the murder capital

I'm quick to mow A nigga block like we do landscape

He tried to run, we hawked 'em down, bro he was out of shape

It's a chase down with the fin bro it ain't no escape

I took his bitch, she ate me up bro I'm like where the plate

Chillin' with a chocolate bitch, but my pop vanilla

She say she safe over here the block filled with killers

They say we animals, we turnt, they'll never feel us

Banana clips on the chop, I'm slidin' with gorillas

Real apes laid back, smoking that cheetah piss

It's a beam on the Glock, foe I can never miss

And that bitch, she suck dick, I can never kiss

I just stand on my business, y'all irrelevant

Fuck how you feel, I'ma always keep it real

Shedding light on all my young dawgs, starving for a meal

Bro incarcerated still this shit starting to get real

If I speak on what we did you niggas probably get the chills

Ain't no heart under my skin, them bitches took it from me

Quick to get them bows gon' call me the cookie monster

I ain't got no time to chill, I gotta get this money

Like fuck a friendship all I ask is keep this shit a hundred