Mello Vs Wello
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I got one, two, three, four, five bitches in the crib
Five, well I'm a make it ten
Fuck it get fifteen instead
I got one, two, three, four, five milly on my head
Bitch I got a lot of bread
Run up you get consequence
Run up you get consequence so don't you try to find me
Brodie right behind me
Corvette cost me 90
Love Latino women, they be sucking me so spicy
Acting like I give a fuck if you don't fucking like me
Losing the key to the car
I ain't even see you before, bitch let's go
You take a seat at the door
Mello be leading the war
Wello be dripping Chanel
Percocet it got me pale
Brodie you tripping, you fell
I'm up in Cali and I just be upping an x n it make me feel happy, Pharell
I feel like wiling out
Gucci, yeah I buy it now
Lil' bitch why you crying now
Why you say I'm rolling up too much lil' bitch that's my amount
Why the fuck you saying that we homies, you gone lie for clout
You gone be dropping your breesh but I never do that for a thot
You wanna doubt on my brother I told them to give him a shot
All of your bitches in love when the seeing me
Pulling the Cullinan out of the lot
Honestly thinking you phazing me
But I be chilling with gang when we reaching the top
No you not
Yeah I am
I'm a fuck his bitch on cam
That's what happens when you fuck around and play round with AM
Saying that you treat her better, I just bought that bitch a Lam
Cop a peanut butter whip and my new Uzi never jam
If we dogs then I'm a Pit and you a pussy Cocker Span
I might crack and fuck a groupie, dick her down in sprinter van
If you feeling like you hot I freeze you like the winter can
I be smoking helle roaches why I got these blistered hands
You talking shit I'm a spit on her
She love me I don't even call her
My watches all cost an Impala
Know Wello just want all the guala
You snakey like lizard, iguana
She giving me neck in a Honda
You looking, you thinking, you ponder
She waiting for me like I'm Donda
Fucking with Chet, you will get decked
Brodie gone do anything for a check, bitch give me respect
Watching me flex
Stomping your feet because Wello up next, you mad
I got a bitch, she bad
Bitch I'm ferociously beating her back
Bitch I ferociously feen for a bag
Doing my shit and you heated, it's sad
I fuck with you Wello
You is a demon
Bitch from the ghetto
You got her screaming
Met her at seven
Fuck her and leaving
Why can't you take all the shit I'm recieving
You wanna start it but I'm a complete it
You is a bummy like no, we ain't even
I just be up in the stu like I'm scheming
Laugh at these goofy ass rappers we beating
I got one, two, three, four, five bitches in the crib
Five, well I'm a make it ten
Fuck it get fifteen instead
I got one, two, three, four, five milly on my head
Bitch I got a lot of bread
Run up you get consequence
I got one, two, three, four, five bitches in the crib
Five, well I'm a make it ten
Fuck it get fifteen instead
I got one, two, three, four, five milly on my head
Bitch I got a lot of bread
Run up you get consequence
I got one, two, three, four, five bitches in the crib
Five, well I'm a make it ten
Fuck it get fifteen instead
I got one, two, three, four, five milly on my head
Bitch I got a lot of bread
Run up you get consequence
Run up you get consequence so don't you try to find me
Brodie right behind me
Corvette cost me 90
Love Latino women, they be sucking me so spicy
Acting like I give a fuck if you don't fucking like me
Losing the key to the car
I ain't even see you before, bitch let's go
You take a seat at the door
Mello be leading the war
Wello be dripping Chanel
Percocet it got me pale
Brodie you tripping, you fell
I'm up in Cali and I just be upping an x n it make me feel happy, Pharell
I feel like wiling out
Gucci, yeah I buy it now
Lil' bitch why you crying now
Why you say I'm rolling up too much lil' bitch that's my amount
Why the fuck you saying that we homies, you gone lie for clout
You gone be dropping your breesh but I never do that for a thot
You wanna doubt on my brother I told them to give him a shot
All of your bitches in love when the seeing me
Pulling the Cullinan out of the lot
Honestly thinking you phazing me
But I be chilling with gang when we reaching the top
No you not
Yeah I am
I'm a fuck his bitch on cam
That's what happens when you fuck around and play round with AM
Saying that you treat her better, I just bought that bitch a Lam
Cop a peanut butter whip and my new Uzi never jam
If we dogs then I'm a Pit and you a pussy Cocker Span
I might crack and fuck a groupie, dick her down in sprinter van
If you feeling like you hot I freeze you like the winter can
I be smoking helle roaches why I got these blistered hands
You talking shit I'm a spit on her
She love me I don't even call her
My watches all cost an Impala
Know Wello just want all the guala
You snakey like lizard, iguana
She giving me neck in a Honda
You looking, you thinking, you ponder
She waiting for me like I'm Donda
Fucking with Chet, you will get decked
Brodie gone do anything for a check, bitch give me respect
Watching me flex
Stomping your feet because Wello up next, you mad
I got a bitch, she bad
Bitch I'm ferociously beating her back
Bitch I ferociously feen for a bag
Doing my shit and you heated, it's sad
I fuck with you Wello
You is a demon
Bitch from the ghetto
You got her screaming
Met her at seven
Fuck her and leaving
Why can't you take all the shit I'm recieving
You wanna start it but I'm a complete it
You is a bummy like no, we ain't even
I just be up in the stu like I'm scheming
Laugh at these goofy ass rappers we beating
I got one, two, three, four, five bitches in the crib
Five, well I'm a make it ten
Fuck it get fifteen instead
I got one, two, three, four, five milly on my head
Bitch I got a lot of bread
Run up you get consequence
I got one, two, three, four, five bitches in the crib
Five, well I'm a make it ten
Fuck it get fifteen instead
I got one, two, three, four, five milly on my head
Bitch I got a lot of bread
Run up you get consequence
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Writer(s): Benjamin Carl
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