This is a song about "Svt cobra"

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

The weed hitting hard and quick just like a cobra,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Choke your ass out with that cobra clutch

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

I'm the king cobra, call me the viper soldier, nobody colder,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

These shoulders crushed from cobra clutches, shit is gettin' dangerous,

Sometimes i feel i can't get out of a certain cobra clutch,

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Sometimes i feel i can't get out of a certain cobra clutch,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage