Spray!
MELO GOING CRAZY
Yea, yea, fade
Yea, we gon get faded
We gon get faded, yuhh
Yea, fade
Yea, fade
Yea, fade
Yea, fade
We gon get faded
Yea, we gon get faded
Yeah
Tell em fade
Tell em fade
Tell em fade
Let it spray, ridin' round with a K
Yeah, I'm aiming up at your face
Yeah, ou
Let it spray
Let it spray
Let it spray, do the race
Runnin' up out of Chase
Yea, we runnin' yea it's a chase
Yea, yeahh
I'm so live
I'm so live
Who's that guy
He's so high
Highest up in the room
Mix my codeine syrup with juice
But when I'm sippin' on that Henny use no chaser
I don't do no make-up
Shorty wanna do me I said "Shorty get your cake up"
I been getting money I might fly out to Jamaica
I might have to bust it down on a shorty make her famous
Might go Trinidad and Tobago
I been rollin' in the back of the Range Rov
You know I'm about a bag, ima lay low
Shorty you don't gotta ask if I say so
If it ain't about the cash I might say "no"
Count a hundred lil stash on the table
Take a picture with the flash, catch the angle
If lil mama is a snack, I'm a label
(Tell em fade!)
Tell em fade (Tell em fade!)
Tell em fade (Fade!)
Tell em fade (Fade!)
Let it spray, ridin' round with a K (I'm ridin' round with a K!)
Yeah, I'm aimin' up at your face (I'm aimin' it at your face!)
Yeah, ou
Let it spray
Let it spray
Let it spray, do the race
Runnin' up out of Chase
We runnin' yea it's a chase
Yea, yeahh
Yea, yea, fade
Yea, we gon get faded
We gon get faded, yuhh
Yea, fade
Yea, fade
Yea, fade
Yea, fade
We gon get faded
Yea, we gon get faded
Yeah
Tell em fade
Tell em fade
Tell em fade
Let it spray, ridin' round with a K
Yeah, I'm aiming up at your face
Yeah, ou
Let it spray
Let it spray
Let it spray, do the race
Runnin' up out of Chase
Yea, we runnin' yea it's a chase
Yea, yeahh
I'm so live
I'm so live
Who's that guy
He's so high
Highest up in the room
Mix my codeine syrup with juice
But when I'm sippin' on that Henny use no chaser
I don't do no make-up
Shorty wanna do me I said "Shorty get your cake up"
I been getting money I might fly out to Jamaica
I might have to bust it down on a shorty make her famous
Might go Trinidad and Tobago
I been rollin' in the back of the Range Rov
You know I'm about a bag, ima lay low
Shorty you don't gotta ask if I say so
If it ain't about the cash I might say "no"
Count a hundred lil stash on the table
Take a picture with the flash, catch the angle
If lil mama is a snack, I'm a label
(Tell em fade!)
Tell em fade (Tell em fade!)
Tell em fade (Fade!)
Tell em fade (Fade!)
Let it spray, ridin' round with a K (I'm ridin' round with a K!)
Yeah, I'm aimin' up at your face (I'm aimin' it at your face!)
Yeah, ou
Let it spray
Let it spray
Let it spray, do the race
Runnin' up out of Chase
We runnin' yea it's a chase
Yea, yeahh
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Writer(s): Joshua Amakon
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