Snakes And Ladders

[Produced by Emkay and Arkay]

[Chorus]
It's hard not to lose your balance
In this game of Snakes And Ladders
She just wanna take my lettuce
I just wanna make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make the money dance
It's hard not to lose your balance
In this game of Snakes And Ladders
She just wanna take my lettuce
I just wanna make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make the money dance

[Verse]
I'm trying not to lose my balance in this game of Snakes And Ladders
No, bitch, I'm original, don't compare me to who's established
Not an optimistic, so I'm sipping on a full chalice
She was not religious, but her head was lower than her ass
When it's said and done, I leave the studio with more classics
First time I made a song, I knew I had to make it last
Every nigga hate me for something no matter who you ask
Me and people get along as long as they respect the cash
People wasted time, they want me on their song for nothin'
Put that to the side, I'm already doing something
Like IRS, the info's in the notes
You know it's always something special how I let you know

[Chorus]
It's hard not to lose your balance
In this game of Snakes And Ladders
She just wanna take my lettuce
I just wanna make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make the money dance
It's hard not to lose your balance
In this game of Snakes And Ladders
She just wanna take my lettuce
I just wanna make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make the money dance

[Verse 2]
Woke up three forty five 'cause my dreams too live
Walked out at midnight looking for the dirty Sprite
Hit up that dope bitch, always say she wanna ride
Hit up that dope bitch, yeah it's that good cauliflower (Cali Flower)
Dirty soul, dirty south, you know what I'm talking 'bout
Fuck, I keep falling but, will the Lord the Lord help me out
Really on that bullshit, fuck what they talking 'bout
Drama with the hoes, nigga, still saying "Fuck 'em all"
Fuck a friend, got a dog, really I'm just tryna ball
On the phone, making calls, hoping that I see tomorrow
Freaky how a nigga be speaking these things, then they come
Anxiously, we racing and getting the cheese every month

[Chorus]
It's hard not to lose your balance
In this game of Snakes And Ladders
She just wanna take my lettuce
I just wanna make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make the money dance
It's hard not to lose your balance
In this game of Snakes And Ladders
She just wanna take my lettuce
I just wanna make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it dance
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make the money dance