Hiss hiss
They slither in silence
But I’m wide awake.

I know some snakes that tap my page,
Smile in my face, but seethe with rage.
Say “love you, ” what a cute charade,
But I peep the shade like it’s thrown in waves.

I ain’t no pendeja, nah I clock that fake,
Your forked tongue ain’t sweet, it tastes like hate.
You mimic my vibe, but you can’t relate,
You wanna be real? Then shed that snake.

Eyes wide open I see y’all hissin’,
Talk behind backs, but still want position.
You play your role, but I play precision,
You fake to me? You fake your vision.

Snakes in the grass, but I’m mowin’ through,
Smile all sweet, but I know what’s true.
Keep your mask, keep your crew
Just know, baby, I’m watching you.

Wanna creep, go ahead, I bait the trap,
Every screenshot, every “hey,” every clap.
You think I’m asleep? Nah, I map the gaps
I see the lies when your stories overlap.

Ya mimic the tone, ya bite my phrases,
Say “queen” out loud, but behind? You’re shameless.
I play it cool, but trust, I’m dangerous,
I’m the mongoose, mija I’m ageless.

So go ahead.
Call me paranoid.
But I’d rather be woke than destroyed.
Rather be sharp than another decoy.
I see you.
I see you.

SSSSNAKE, yo lo piso sin pena,
Cabeza estalla, boom, como escena violenta.
No es novela, esto es guerra callejera,
Te arrastro por el suelo hasta que mueras.

Te vi arrastrándote, lengua venenosa,
Jugando a amiga, pero envidia te destroza.
“Mija,” tú? Por favor, ni lo digas,
Yo soy la reina, tú solo imitas.

Cráneo crujido, tripas afuera,
Tu falso amor ya no me altera.
Yo no perdono, yo no olvido,
Te piso duro, sin un latido.

Slither, hiss, you missin’ your jaw,
I crack snakes like I lay down law.
No soy presa, yo soy cazadora,
Sangre en la mesa, mente asesina, sonora.

Eyes wide open I see y’all hissin’,
Fangs all out when you think I’m missin’.
Pretend to clap, but inside you’re wishin’
You could wear my crown but ya lack the mission.

Snakes in the grass, but the rose got thorns,
I was made for storms, you just perform.
You play the game? Baby, I wrote the form
So fake it loud
I’m already informed.

They hiss
But I stomp.
They slither
But I own the ground.

Keep your fake hugs,
Keep your sly DMs
This rose got thorns,
And I don’t pretend.

You crossed my path?
That’s your mistake.
Now choke on the truth
SSSSSNAKE.

༺🌹༻ 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 ༺🌹༻
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