Dennis Da Menace
Bitch, I'm a menace like Dennis is
Period, bitch, like I'm finishing sentences
Dare to be different, I'm burning up cannabis
Light in the dark like a candle lit
Most of these niggas is counterfeit
Cut off the fake, ain't allowing it
Counting up, I like the sound of it
Kill anybody who challenge it
None of you niggas is challenging
I kick up my feet and relax a bit
Yeah I'm smooth, Michael Jackson, bitch
Know you ain't 'bout that action, bitch
Never been good at that action shit
Move with my tool, never lacking, bitch
Made my feelings disappear like a magic trick
They try to copy me, they be so bad at it
Dealing with death, had to learn how to manage it
We can gon' get it cracking, bitch
Ain't no talking, I ain't having it
Little nigga grew up with savages
Heart like a mummy it's wrapped up in bandages
I dealt with a lot I found a way to handle it
Feeling like Gucci I can't let em handle me
I'll lay em out he try to lay a hand on me
I ain't a baby I can't let you rattle me
Chasing that paper I'm doing it rapidly
Never be fake like how these other rappers be
Hard to believe all the shit that be happening
Kicking my feet up I'm counting up happily
It was all a dream til it turned to reality
Started elevating now they acting mad at me
I ride alone 'cause niggas be wack to me
I know they hating, they plotting on wackin' me
Same ones I gave to but never gave back to me
When I needed help, they all turned they back on me
I ain't spreading rumors, I'm just speaking factually
Talk about real niggas you better factor me
As a matter of fact just leave me alone
I'm changing my number you can't call my phone
I got other shit that I got going on
Can't trust a nigga, can't trust a bitch
They all got agendas they always gon' flip
Bitch I'm a ghost I gotta go
Can't hang around I gotta dip
Talk to me nice or don't speak at all
I'm always gon' score if you pass me the ball
I feel like the hulk ima break through the wall
Still seeing ghosts when I look down the hall
I fuck with bacon, don't fuck with the law
They get behind us, we breakin em off
I'm speed racing, I never get caught
And even if I did, I'll never talk
So many times a nigga fell off
Had to get up and dust myself off
Can't even be mad 'cause that shit was my fault
Life beat me down, but a nigga still fought
Got a long journey, I'ma still walk
Niggas always hating, I just let 'em talk
Can't settle for a little, gotta have it all
Snow on the bluff, fuck 'em, we ball
Bitch, I'm a menace like Dennis is
Period, bitch, like I'm finishing sentences
Dare to be different, I'm burning up cannabis
Light in the dark like a candle lit
Most of these niggas is counterfeit
Cut off the fake, ain't allowing it
Counting up, I like the sound of it
Kill anybody who challenge it
None of you niggas is challenging
I kick up my feet and relax a bit
Yeah I'm smooth, Michael Jackson, bitch
Know you ain't 'bout that action, bitch
Never been good at that action shit
Move with my tool, never lacking, bitch
Made my feelings disappear like a magic trick
They try to copy me, they be so bad at it
Dealing with death, had to learn how to manage it
We can gon' get it cracking, bitch
Ain't no talking, I ain't having it
Little nigga grew up with savages
Period, bitch, like I'm finishing sentences
Dare to be different, I'm burning up cannabis
Light in the dark like a candle lit
Most of these niggas is counterfeit
Cut off the fake, ain't allowing it
Counting up, I like the sound of it
Kill anybody who challenge it
None of you niggas is challenging
I kick up my feet and relax a bit
Yeah I'm smooth, Michael Jackson, bitch
Know you ain't 'bout that action, bitch
Never been good at that action shit
Move with my tool, never lacking, bitch
Made my feelings disappear like a magic trick
They try to copy me, they be so bad at it
Dealing with death, had to learn how to manage it
We can gon' get it cracking, bitch
Ain't no talking, I ain't having it
Little nigga grew up with savages
Heart like a mummy it's wrapped up in bandages
I dealt with a lot I found a way to handle it
Feeling like Gucci I can't let em handle me
I'll lay em out he try to lay a hand on me
I ain't a baby I can't let you rattle me
Chasing that paper I'm doing it rapidly
Never be fake like how these other rappers be
Hard to believe all the shit that be happening
Kicking my feet up I'm counting up happily
It was all a dream til it turned to reality
Started elevating now they acting mad at me
I ride alone 'cause niggas be wack to me
I know they hating, they plotting on wackin' me
Same ones I gave to but never gave back to me
When I needed help, they all turned they back on me
I ain't spreading rumors, I'm just speaking factually
Talk about real niggas you better factor me
As a matter of fact just leave me alone
I'm changing my number you can't call my phone
I got other shit that I got going on
Can't trust a nigga, can't trust a bitch
They all got agendas they always gon' flip
Bitch I'm a ghost I gotta go
Can't hang around I gotta dip
Talk to me nice or don't speak at all
I'm always gon' score if you pass me the ball
I feel like the hulk ima break through the wall
Still seeing ghosts when I look down the hall
I fuck with bacon, don't fuck with the law
They get behind us, we breakin em off
I'm speed racing, I never get caught
And even if I did, I'll never talk
So many times a nigga fell off
Had to get up and dust myself off
Can't even be mad 'cause that shit was my fault
Life beat me down, but a nigga still fought
Got a long journey, I'ma still walk
Niggas always hating, I just let 'em talk
Can't settle for a little, gotta have it all
Snow on the bluff, fuck 'em, we ball
Bitch, I'm a menace like Dennis is
Period, bitch, like I'm finishing sentences
Dare to be different, I'm burning up cannabis
Light in the dark like a candle lit
Most of these niggas is counterfeit
Cut off the fake, ain't allowing it
Counting up, I like the sound of it
Kill anybody who challenge it
None of you niggas is challenging
I kick up my feet and relax a bit
Yeah I'm smooth, Michael Jackson, bitch
Know you ain't 'bout that action, bitch
Never been good at that action shit
Move with my tool, never lacking, bitch
Made my feelings disappear like a magic trick
They try to copy me, they be so bad at it
Dealing with death, had to learn how to manage it
We can gon' get it cracking, bitch
Ain't no talking, I ain't having it
Little nigga grew up with savages
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Writer(s): Joshua Davis
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