Yop know what the fuck goin' on
Now turn me up some on this bitch I'm through with this shit bitch
Ayy Melo mode come on
She steady asking am I my cheatin' I'm like yeah hoe
Goofy Nigga Spoke on Melo what you think that nigga dead for
The percs help me heal what you think I'm on these meds for
I'm the youngest big homie so what you think these niggas scared for
Right now I'm ridin' through the trenches Probably with one of my bitches
Finna run in where you living so you better hide your children
Treat the media like quarantine I need social distance
All my opps broke as fuck but always got me in they mention
I ain't performin' but in Miami but I'm rollin' loud
If I see a opp while I'm performin' I might blow the crowd
You throwin' it back lil' bitch I'm finna nut you gotta slow it down
But fucking around with her she might not because she want the child
They always tell me just to wait my turn but bitch I want it now
They always talkin' crazy on the net them niggas wanna die
I guarantee you call them when it's time they ain't gon' wanna slide
They must think this shit a game cause every time they run and hide
I dropped the wood but I ain't trippin' I just stepped on it
I told lil bro you wanna whip the work gotta put press on it
Your right gettin' tired so you gotta put your left on it
Now bitch I'm gettin' tired so lay down and put your breast on me
We just gon' save it for tomorrow like some leftovers
He thought we was his pops the way we put that fuckin' belt on em
They thought the sharks was fishing by the way we tryin' to catch somethin
I'm fuckin' up my city just for all the times they slept on me
We out here takin' care of shit Like a CNA now say free rock free tay
My gang tryin' to beat the state that real shit in me it was always in my DNA
It might just be your time to get left shit it might be today
Y'all know me I be like fuck rap this might not never drop
My opps mad that I'm goin' hard shit I might never stop
You got a gun but you ain't gon' blow it it ain't gon' never pop
We pull up on the side and make him lean he ain't gon' never wock (walk)
She hear my voice and get moded I just turn her up like
Yeah ho yeah ho come on
If we get the opps to drop we slidin' down we gon' burn it up like
Yeah ho yeah ho come on
You can't be playin' with the pills you gotta take the perks
Fiends say this ice ain't enough smokey make it work
Yeah I might let you fight my bitch she gon' mace you first
Can't lie this bitch bad before we fuck let me taste it first
These drugs got me out my body
I told the bitch I'm a horse you gotta get on top and ride me
I ain't gon' lie my man's gon' die if that nigga try to slime me
I might tweak you come around me all you pussy niggas grimy
Bitch you heard of 417 bitch we puttin' BTA
Boy you think this shit a game nigga this ain't GTA
You should've seen that nigga face when I hopped out with the
Yeah but what the fuck goin' on
Ayy melomode come on