YNW Melly – Melly The Menace lyrics

Melly the menace
I got out my bag and I went and got me
f**ed up environment
That’s what JGreen said, that’s what he said, hey
She swallow that dick like a vitamin
Young n***a world
Melly the menace
f**ed up environment, hey
b**h I’m a menace, I shoot on school premises, f** the environment
b**h I’m from Gifford, that K A to G, that’s a f**ed up environment
Chain got attached to more, three point fourteen, p**y boy ain’t no pie in me
Chopper diminish your organs, your penance if you ever lie to me
Just like a jail we gon’ sentence him, capture his soul and replenish him (oh oh oh)
Don’t give no f** ’bout a friend, and f** that lil jit, I ain’t kin to him (f** that ho)
Wrap his up like salami, and chop his a** up, now we blendin’ him
Cook his a** up, we gon’ chemist him
Ooh, get at him
Scorpio move with the stick
We gon’ catch his a** slippin’ and then we gon’ finish him
Break his a** down and diminish him
Don’t give no f**s ’bout offendin’ him
These hoes are just a liar, I swear they got all of these b**hes still synonym
Lil biddy b**h you an antonym
How in the f** is you friends with them?
b**h I’m a thug, not a gentleman
Swallow my dick like some cinnamon
Swallow my dick like some dinner man
f** Donald Trump and George Zimmerman
f** Donald Trump and George Zimmerman
Ooh, b**h a** n***a don’t want no problems
b**h I’m a menace, I shoot on school premises, f** the environment
Glock on my waist, with your b**h in my face, I’m like f** the society
You don’t want beef, we pull up with them sticks and you gotta go fire him (fire that b**h)
I do not care what you talkin’ about, all these b**hes desire me
Taraji P. Henson, your b**h gon’ Empire me
She s** on my neck and my dick, she vampire me
I f** with JGreen ’cause I know he won’t lie to me
I f** with Sakchaser, I know he gon’ ride for me
We hit a lick for ten bands, that sh** like hittin’ the lottery
We sendin’ shots at your man, we do not send no apologies
I am so high in the sky, think I can study for astrology
b**h a** n***a do not want no beef and he know that I’m straight out the pot with it
Oh, oh, straight out the pot with it
Oh, Jay Rich go out with Young Malo, yeah b**h I’m straight out the pot with it
JGreen won’t stop, he keep on beatin’ the pot
JGreen won’t stop, he keep on beatin’ the pot
f** is that young n***a talkin’ ’bout, know that my Glock will demolish him
Pull up on him and we moppin’ then wet his a** up then we polish him
Seen his a** all in public, must of thought that I was gon’ say hi to him
I just pulled up, put that fire to him
You ridin’ with him then you die with him
f** what they talkin’ ’bout, pull up and air it out
Location turned off, you don’t know ’bout our whereabouts
These b**hes opinions somethin’ I don’t care about
Traphouse, got the baseheads runnin’ in and out
I was losing in the race, f** n***a look who winnin’ now
Run up the money, we run up the commas now
Givenchy steppin’, Louis Ferragamo now (f** up a check)
Don’t f** on these b**hes, we f** on these b**hes’ mamas now

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