Too slow in the brain i even have scitzophrenia
Ayy', look
Know what I'm sayin'
I'm straight out the mud with this shit, you hear me?
I be grinding like I'm still poor, you know what I'm saying?
That's what you gotta keep doing out here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you hear me?
YNW Melly
You niggas talking like you with it 'til we pulling up
Yeah, 'til we pulling up
These niggas talking like they with it 'til we pulling up, ayy'
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
She ain't wanna listen to a nigga CD
Big Blood, big Blood, shoutout GD
Oh God, god-damn, can you see me?
I was with your main bitch taking a selfie
Selfie, selfie, she think I'm healthy
Hundred round on the pistol, you'd think I'm killing
Oh damn, oh damn, give me your billing
Address, we gon' pull up with them TECs, nigga
TECs, nigga, what the fuck you saying, nigga?
Spraying, nigga, fucking up your plans, nigga
Bands, nigga, running up them bands, nigga
Glock with a twenty-two clip, fuck them hands, nigga
I ain't tryna throw no motherfuckin' hands, boy
Run it up the pistol, tryna get them things off
And I wanna get 'em 'cause I'm rolling, yeah
Chopper with a dick and it's swollen
I'm swollen, I'm golden
I think that I need to just chill 'cause I'm way too damn hot
And these hoes wanna get up
Yeah, they tryna get up
We killed a couple times so, Lord, just please forgive us
And all these niggas in this stolen car got a body
And all these niggas in this stolen car on the Molly
Except for me, you know I like to do it when I'm sober
I gotta keep composure, I slump a nigga over, gang
You niggas talking like you with it 'til we pulling up
Yeah, 'til we pulling up
These niggas talking like they with it 'til we pulling up, ayy'
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
I was sleeping, now I'm woke again
They see we blowin', but I guess this shit broke again
A nigga speakin' real heat like a frying pan
These niggas talking like they with it, we gon' find your friend
Your lil' boy layin' in the cut, he wanna spin a Benz
And your main bitch wanna fuck, we tryna split her ends
Fuck that thot, she got way too much baggage
Big Glock, and I ain't even bragging, ooh
I'm super fly like I'm Aladdin, ooh
Watch for the carpet, it is satin, ooh
These niggas talkin' like they with that
Pussy boy, fuck with me, you get your wig snatched
Pussy boy, fuck with me, you get your wig snatched
Melly wilding in a stolo with the big MAC
No cap, it's suppressor, but it's flash suppressed
Niggas talking like they with it, now your ass is guessin'
Where you at when you dead? We don't know, pussy
Leave your ass somewhere inside of your mama bushes
Fuck boy, I'm in your daddy bushes with it
Loading up the semi, busting at your fitted
These niggas talking, but I'm still the fucking G.O.A.T., uh
These niggas mad cause they ain't even own no boat, uh
I'm tryna get it in, these bitches snorting coke, uh
It's a party at the penthouse, she doing coke now
You niggas talking like you with it 'til we pulling up
Yeah, 'til we pulling up
These niggas talking like they with it 'til we pulling up, ayy'
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
Fuck your money printer, baby, I'm Prancer
Hopping out the coupe, turn a nigga to a dancer
Turn you to a stripper with this motherfuckin' glizzy
Pussy boy, you played with the wrong nigga, thinking I'm a bitch
And I'ma show you
Tell your main bitch bend it over, yoga
I don't give a fuck what you 'posed to be
Niggas always tryna hit a nigga with a lecture
Pussy, we done got away with murder, shut the fuck up
Boy, you say you with it, but the pistol always tucked up
I'ma show my shit 'cause if a nigga try what, bruh?
Trying what, bruh? You got me fucked up
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go ape shit
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go ape shit
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
Know what I'm sayin'
I'm straight out the mud with this shit, you hear me?
I be grinding like I'm still poor, you know what I'm saying?
That's what you gotta keep doing out here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you hear me?
YNW Melly
You niggas talking like you with it 'til we pulling up
Yeah, 'til we pulling up
These niggas talking like they with it 'til we pulling up, ayy'
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
She ain't wanna listen to a nigga CD
Big Blood, big Blood, shoutout GD
Oh God, god-damn, can you see me?
I was with your main bitch taking a selfie
Selfie, selfie, she think I'm healthy
Hundred round on the pistol, you'd think I'm killing
Oh damn, oh damn, give me your billing
Address, we gon' pull up with them TECs, nigga
TECs, nigga, what the fuck you saying, nigga?
Spraying, nigga, fucking up your plans, nigga
Bands, nigga, running up them bands, nigga
Glock with a twenty-two clip, fuck them hands, nigga
I ain't tryna throw no motherfuckin' hands, boy
Run it up the pistol, tryna get them things off
And I wanna get 'em 'cause I'm rolling, yeah
Chopper with a dick and it's swollen
I'm swollen, I'm golden
I think that I need to just chill 'cause I'm way too damn hot
And these hoes wanna get up
Yeah, they tryna get up
We killed a couple times so, Lord, just please forgive us
And all these niggas in this stolen car got a body
And all these niggas in this stolen car on the Molly
Except for me, you know I like to do it when I'm sober
I gotta keep composure, I slump a nigga over, gang
You niggas talking like you with it 'til we pulling up
Yeah, 'til we pulling up
These niggas talking like they with it 'til we pulling up, ayy'
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
I was sleeping, now I'm woke again
They see we blowin', but I guess this shit broke again
A nigga speakin' real heat like a frying pan
These niggas talking like they with it, we gon' find your friend
Your lil' boy layin' in the cut, he wanna spin a Benz
And your main bitch wanna fuck, we tryna split her ends
Fuck that thot, she got way too much baggage
Big Glock, and I ain't even bragging, ooh
I'm super fly like I'm Aladdin, ooh
Watch for the carpet, it is satin, ooh
These niggas talkin' like they with that
Pussy boy, fuck with me, you get your wig snatched
Pussy boy, fuck with me, you get your wig snatched
Melly wilding in a stolo with the big MAC
No cap, it's suppressor, but it's flash suppressed
Niggas talking like they with it, now your ass is guessin'
Where you at when you dead? We don't know, pussy
Leave your ass somewhere inside of your mama bushes
Fuck boy, I'm in your daddy bushes with it
Loading up the semi, busting at your fitted
These niggas talking, but I'm still the fucking G.O.A.T., uh
These niggas mad cause they ain't even own no boat, uh
I'm tryna get it in, these bitches snorting coke, uh
It's a party at the penthouse, she doing coke now
You niggas talking like you with it 'til we pulling up
Yeah, 'til we pulling up
These niggas talking like they with it 'til we pulling up, ayy'
Bang bang, with the pistol I come bang bang
We are not the same, I bang Blood gang
Hit your ass, now your ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
Fuck your money printer, baby, I'm Prancer
Hopping out the coupe, turn a nigga to a dancer
Turn you to a stripper with this motherfuckin' glizzy
Pussy boy, you played with the wrong nigga, thinking I'm a bitch
And I'ma show you
Tell your main bitch bend it over, yoga
I don't give a fuck what you 'posed to be
Niggas always tryna hit a nigga with a lecture
Pussy, we done got away with murder, shut the fuck up
Boy, you say you with it, but the pistol always tucked up
I'ma show my shit 'cause if a nigga try what, bruh?
Trying what, bruh? You got me fucked up
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go ape shit
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go ape shit
If they come for me inside the booth, I might go next year
Credits
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Ashanti Douglas, Aliaune Thiam, Jamell Demons, Giorgio Tuinfort, C Clip Beatz
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