[Intro]
Nine, nine, nine
Gotta admit so perfect
Gotta admit you look perfect
Gotta admit...
Gotta admit

[Chorus]
Girl, you're perfect
Snakes in the grass
You could see the serpents
Fuck your past
Is it worth it?
I may have to forget
All these drugs
Turn me to a different person
I stopped taking them for two weeks
Now my eye is open
I be balling out
Boy, all these other guys coaching
Snakes up in the grass
You help me see the serpents
All these drugs
Turn me to a diffеrent person

[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm trappеd in
Yeah, I'm trapped in
I was gone for a while, but I'm back in
We can get it cracking
That's yo' bitch?
I may just hit her from the back-in
After that I may just hit up on her best friend
Smith and Wesson
From the west in
Get it bussin'
I'm in La, tryna californicate
Run up on me like
You die today
I told you that I'm nothing like them other guys
I only need one try
You should let me hit it one time
Turned into a few times
Now you calling me your new guy
That's news, like the sun-times
Ain't no love affair, I'm a love slayer
Couldn't you tell? Ya' dig?
[Verse 2]
Murder on the mattress
See your blood on the bed, in the cabinet
Ain't no love affair, I'm a love slayer
Looking for my heart
When it's not there, yeah
Balling hard 'till my time is up
I can't make my mind up
I'm a plus, you a minus
N***a, you are behind us
You can't catch up

[Chorus] x2
Gotta admit
Girl, you're perfect
Snakes in the grass
You could see the serpents
Fuck your past
Is it worth it?
I may have to forget
All these drugs
Turn me to a different person
I stopped taking them for two weeks
Now my eye is open
I be balling out
Boy, all these other guys coaching
Snakes up in the grass
You help me see the serpents
All these drugs
Turn me to a different person
[Outro]
All these drugs
Turn me to a different person