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YNW Melly - Just A Matter of Slime Album Lyrics



YNW Melly - Just A Matter of Slime Lyrics






Mind of Melvin

[YNW Melly & Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, ooh (Yeah) Save me
Mhm, (Yeah) save me, mind of Melvin
Muahahaha (It's a young nigga world)
He said he'd take control of me (Me)
The devil got a hold of me (It's a young nigga world)
The demons are inside of me (Me)
I'd kill if you don't ride for me (Mega, you played that boy, ha)
I'd kill if you don't ride for me (Yeah, me, yeah, yeah)
They told me, do ungodly things (Yeah, yeah)
I killed your seed, I'm sorry (Yeah, yeah)
I killed your son, I'm sorry (F*ck them niggas, yeah)
Melvin, oh (Ayy, f*ck them niggas, ayy)
Mind of Melvin, oh (Welcome to the mind of a maniac)
Mind of Melvin, oh
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
Mind of Melvin
Welcome to the mind of a maniac

[YNW Melly & Lil Uzi Vert]
Bitch, I am Melvin, and I am a killer (A killer)
Don't play with the crew, if you do I'ma kill ya (I'll kill ya)
I load up the carbon, and bust at them niggas (Them niggas)
Who the f*ck is that?
That boy look familiar (Who the f*ck that is? Ayy)
I keep a .50, I keep a .20
I keep a 17 shot Glock
I got a 30, no it's not stock
I got a beam right there on my Glock
I saw an opp at the top of the block
When it come to my gang, tie my dreads up like hot
Turn 'em a stain, he more than a napkin
Shoot that lil' pussy, these niggas be actin' (Bitch)
Load up the carbon, I load up the ratchet
These niggas talkin', but these niggas actin' (Brrrr)
These niggas talkin', but these niggas actin' (I know)

[YNW Melly]
She told me that we would be forever (Forever, yeah)
Thought that we would always be together (Oh)
But I know that it is the night time (The night time)
The demons only come out at the night time (Night time)
Alright

[YNW Melly & Lil Uzi Vert]
God, you ain't givin' me the right signs (The right signs)
If you come right now, it'd be the right time (Like right now)
To sleep, I don't even f*ckin' recognize (Alright)
Who I am, what I look like on the other side of the mirror
I'm like, "Who are you? Are you steppin', steppin'?" (Who are you?)
He said "Hell yeah, I'm Melvin, Melvin" (Mind of Melvin)
I ran into this dude in my dreams (Alright, alright, alright)
And he said everything is not what it seems (Not what it seems, yeah)
He told me that his name was Melvin, Melvin (Name was Melvin, yeah)
I told him that my name was Melly, Melly (I'm Melly, alright)
He looked at me and told me bro-o, ooh-ooh (Ooh)
"I really like your album, I Am You-ou"
He said that he would take control of me (Me)
The devil got a hold of me (I can feel it)
The demons are inside of me (Of me)
And it'd kill, if you don't ride for me

[Lil Uzi Vert]
Go to the club and I'm known make it rain
Jump in the Bentley like it is a Range
I swear the devil be playin' with my brain
I ain't buy no house, bitch I brought me a chain
VVS plus ones, they hit like cocaine
F*ck nigga, I don't even know your name
Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, I'm all about gain
Even if I gotta bring the pain

[YNW Melly]
He told me that his name was Melvin, Melvin
I told him that my name was Melly, Melly
He looked at me and told me bro-o, ooh-ooh
"I really like your album, I Am You-ou"

[Lil Uzi Vert]
And I said, "Who are you? Are you steppin', you steppin'?"
I can not see him, but I felt it, I felt it
I stay with the green on me just like relish, like relish (Slatt)
Only thing don't like 'bout Melvin, he selfish, he selfish (Fish)
Every time that I am with her, he jealous, he jealous (Get jealous)
Gotta keep my mouth closed, I can't tell them, won't tell shit, yeah

[YNW Melly]
He said he would take control of me
The devil got a hold of me
The demons are inside of me
I'd kill if you don't ride for me
F*ck them niggas yeah
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Symere Woods, Mega Beats
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Yung Nigga Shit

(100K, Remain Solid)

Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, Young Nigga World, bitch, haha
Extensions on them .40's, ain't no way we can miss, ooh
Bitch, Young Nigga World, Young Nigga World, uh
(Well, ha, I'm glad you're here)

Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how I'm gon' miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how I'm gon' miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
I know a couple Haitian's and they ride with them sticks (ride with them sticks)

If we spin yo block, best believe you gettin' flipped (you gettin' flipped)
I know a couple Bloods and I f*ck with some Crips (f*ck with some Crips)
I was posted on slide since a nigga was a jit (a nigga was a jit)
Time to get some VV's so I can flood my wrists (flood my wrists)
All these hoes be sneaky, I can't trust no bitch (trust no bitch)
All she do is eat me, I can't kiss no bitch (kiss no bitch)
She like the way I'm drippin', yeah, it's Dior my kick (Dior my kick)
A couple young niggas and we posted in the bricks (posted in the bricks)
I be off the Addy, I be off the Percs (off the Percs)
Me and my brother laughing 'cause I crashed the vert (Crashed the vert)
If a nigga run us, swear to God you get hurt (God you get hurt)
A couple young nigga put you right on a shirt (right on a shirt)

Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how I'm gon' miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (ahh)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (bitch)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how could I miss? (Pa-pewm)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (okay)

Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (that shit)
They'll tape his mama up and throw his ass in a ditch (lil' bitch)
I heard you 'bout that action, but lowkey you a bitch (a bitch)
I seen the paperwork lil' boy, I know you a snitch (okay)
Oh, goddamn, uh, ugly jit
You say you broke as f*ck and that you down on your dick (Bitch)
Well get up off yo ass and go and hit you a lick (get off your ass)
Go and get them credit cards and bring 'em to me (I'm scammin')
Ridin' with that Glock and he strapped up (yeah)
If he got a problem, don't you ask him (don't you ask him)
Ooh, goddamn, oh they trapped us (they trapped us)
The feds on the phone, I think they tapped us (they tapped us)

Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how I'm gon' miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how I'm gon' miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
I know a couple Haitian's and they ride with them sticks (ride with them sticks)

It's that young nigga shit, you-young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Every show I do be lit, I got my drum in this bitch (drum in this bitch)
'Cause I might shoot up the club, but I won't cum in that bitch (that bitch)
I'm too young for that shit (that shit), pass that ho, that's not a sis
I'm too fly, the top gone, my roof shy
Do you get caught when you ride? (I do)
I do why, never knew why (uh)
I be tryin' not to freeze with two watch (two watch)
One thing can never be is too hot (too hot)
Me, I just left the bank with two knots
Hop right in that Hellcat and do donuts, nigga, I don't do cops
Heard the dukes out, I'm not worried, I'm gon' do the race
Think I do fraud, I'll pull thirty right up out the bank
Can't go sit down on no date (no date), remember them rainy days (them days)
A nigga done made away, now I'm gettin' driven around in a Wraith

Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how I'm gon' miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
Been thuggin' since a jit, every Glock got a dick (Glock got a dick)
A laser on my choppa, tell me how could I miss? (How I'm gon' miss?)
Young nigga shit, this that young nigga shit (young nigga shit)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Javarri Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave




Thugged Out

Uh
Ayy

I don't know what you might think
But this is the life I chose
And this is the life for me, 'cause, baby, I'm a thug
Thugged out, I'm thugged out, I'm thugged out
'Cause, baby, I'm a thug
I'm thugged out, no drugs now
I'm thugged out, lil' baby, I'm a thug

Come in the booth and bring me some liquor
Turned up on the trap (oh), with a young nigga, yeah, yeah
Your nigga young, nigga, what? Hold up, beg your pardon?
Bitch, I've been thuggin' ever, ever since Gifford Gardens
I've been the hardest, I'ma go that way regardless
Young nigga real the right way and all my niggas heartless
We aim that pistol at whoever say it's envy
We some real niggas, we got fans, but we ain't friendly
Give me them Benjis, bitch, give me them racks
Give me the Benjamins, give me them racks
F*cked that lil' bitch inside a what?
Giuseppes, uh, uh, them match
Her fleece and her shoes
I just got some all-pink Timberlands for you, ah

I don't know what you might think (when I'm thuggin', baby)
But this is the life I chose
And this is the life for me (been in love with thuggin', baby)
'Cause, baby, I'm a thug
Oh, ooh-woah (I'm only happy when I'm thuggin', baby)
Ooh-oh, so you can't get no love
Baby, baby (free Melly), baby, baby

Free Melly, I'm in the same old boat
I'ma need some dope, I slide the C.O. a note
I got a few niggas who hidin' in PC
'Cause they already knowin' it's up when they see me
I'm speakin' sign language to my brother
Told him to make me another cutter, my mind in the gutter
I ain't no slime, but I f*ck with YNW
Thugged out the greatest, caught eleven hundred cases
I can't guarantee you safety, 'cause shit could go down, baby
Yeah, I'm a thug, shootouts by the club
Niggas be knowin' what's up, I write this sniper shit in blood
Talkin' 'bout me to SIS, sayin' I'm gettin' niggas stabbed in prison
Keepin' it real with niggas behind the fences
Don't know 'bout you, this how I'm livin' though
I be tryin' to blitz even on the visit floor
Yeah, they call me Kodak, this ain't no image, though
My thug around you wavy, he had them people scared to be 'round us
This the only life for me, so I don't care what the hell you think 'bout it
'Cause, baby, I'm a thug

I don't know what you might think
But this is the life I chose
And this is the life for me, 'cause, baby, I'm a thug
Thugged out, I'm thugged out, I'm thugged out
'Cause, baby, I'm a thug
I'm thugged out, no drugs now
I'm thugged out, lil' baby, I'm a thug
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Bill K. Kapri
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Take Kare

I really, really, really, need you
I really, really, really, need you
I really, really, really, need you baby, so come over

In a foreign car (swervin')
Goin' so fast (oh-oh)
And I'm so high (high, yeah)
Probably won't last (oh, yeah)
If she f*cks with you (yeah)
She gon' ride for you (ride-ide for me)
If she f*cks with you (yeah)
She gon' die for you (die-ie for me)
Girl, I f*ck with you, do you f*ck with me?
Baby, love me, take care of me

All of my niggas still all of my niggas
They never gon' change (change)
Diamonds on my neck that's wet, ooh
Shawty wanna have sex (sex)
I don't wanna have sex (nah)
I just want a Rolex (now)
Baby, baby, silky wet (ooh)
I might go get a check (ooh)

I believe in you to be there whenever I need you
Can't always be honest, but I will never mislead you
I work overtime for these dollars, I'm tryna feed you
I just dropped a dime on these glasses for me to see you
I never drop a dime on a nigga, that ain't my speed bro
How the f*ck I'm in Miami on a speed boat?
All these pretty women boostin' up my ego
Tell her, "I'ma be here forever", but then I leave though
How these niggas follow the leader and I'm in the lead though?
You could've been quiet and silent, whatchu agree for?
You 'posed to be havin' your money, but now you need me
I'll never turn my back on a real one
Sippin' all this purple, I'm hopin' it'll make me feel better
I don't want no problem with bitches, so I don't deal with 'em
He did got away for the moment, but we gon' still get 'em
They ain't ever takin' it from me 'cause I'm a real nigga

In a foreign car
Goin' so fast
And I'm so high (so high, yeah)
Probably won't last
If she f*cks with you (I can tell by the way)
She gon' ride for you
If she f*cks with you (you carry yourself)
She gon' die for you
Girl, I f*ck with you, do you f*ck with me? (Yeah)
Baby, love me (do you love me?)
Take care of me
Girl, I f*ck with you, do you f*ck with me?
Baby, love me (no one else)
Take care of me

I just keep it real with you
Bad terms, pull up and I still hit you
She suck it out every time, and it still tickle
I got a bitch that'll take a charge, do a bid with you
I come from shit, I'm just tryna do it big with you
Drink lean, take honey, hit the crib with you
I want it all, plus I want another kid with you
I'm The Voice, you can tell me what you've been through
I don't really want my bitch to take Percocets
I treat her just like my mama, she ain't hurt me yet
I told her thirty million cash, she ain't thirty yet
See me drinkin' out a Sprite, it ain't dirty yet
She mad at me, play fight, throw a jab at me
I grab her neck, kiss her lips, she grab my dick and she laugh at me
Nutted once and went to sleep, she called me grand daddy
Oh, oh, oh, I'm embarrassed from my past, I won't go back
I don't bring up rumors, I bring big facts
I got her a Chanel bag, cost a knick-knack
And I ain't overly stressed, we gon' get back
She was on my back 'bout cheatin'
But she the one cheated, I ain't get that
Tellin' your friends I'm a liar
You said, "It's you fibbin'," I ain't fit that (mmm)
We be sharin' locations (mmm)
She know my moves, probation (mmm)
Puttin' me in my feelings, I face it (mmm-mmm)
Oh, oh, oh, street nigga, I call her my baby (mmm)
We made it through the rumors, we made it (mmm)
Real love, true love, ain't fake (mmm)
I'll give a ho one of my babies (oh, oh, oh)

In a foreign car
Goin' so fast
And I'm so high (so high, yeah)
Probably won't last
If she f*cks with you (I can tell by the way)
She gon' ride for you
If she f*cks with you (you carry yourself)
She gon' die for you
Girl, I f*ck with you, do you f*ck with me? (Yeah)
Baby, love me (do you love me?)
Take care of me
Girl, I f*ck with you, do you f*ck with me?
Baby, love me (no one else)
Take care of me

Need you
Really, really, wanna see you
I need, I need you right now
I really, really, need you right now
Someone else
I can tell by the way
You carry yourself
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Dominique Jones, Durk D. Banks, Gulf Shore Global, Jamell Demons, James Benjamin Thomas, Michael Thomas Nyhan, Sean Fitzgerald Piatt
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico




Pieces

(Yarico Beats)
Old pussy ass ho, you don't f*ck with me
At one point and time you used to be stuck to me
You don't facetime call, keep in touch with me
With my lil' baby now, guess I lost custody
You broke my heart to pieces
'Posed to be my peace, instead you broke my heart to pieces
(Yung Shad, you killed this track)

Don't believe it (can't believe it)
Got a text from you, it said that you were leavin' (you were leavin')
And I don't even really know the reason (I don't know the reason)
Haven't spoke to you, it's been a couple weekends (been a couple weekends)
I'm just checkin', makin' sure that you're still breathin' (breathin')
'Cause' when a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)
'Cause' when a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)
When a heart break, no, it don't break even
'Posed to be my peace, instead you broke my heart to pieces
You broke my heart to pieces
You broke my heart to pieces (my peace instead you)
Pieces (my peace instead you broke my heart)

Send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
God, send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
God, send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
God, send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
It's crazy, cause' we couldn't even come to an agreement
I been smokin' on the regular, and drinkin'
And I'm sittin' by myself and I'm just thinkin'
'Cause when a heart break, no, it don't break even

Don't believe it (can't believe it)
Got a text from you, it said that you were leavin' (you were leavin')
And I don't even really know the reason (I don't know the reason)
Haven't spoke to you, it's been a couple weekends (been a couple weekends)
I'm just checkin', makin' sure that you're still breathin' (breathin')
'Cause' when a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)
'Cause' when a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)
When a heart break, no, it don't break even (even)

Pieces, you broke my heart to pieces (pieces)
And I wish I knew the reason (knew the reason)
Love comes and goes like seasons
Was really gonna wait to say I gotta leave you (leave you)
'Cause you really really don't know how much I need you (need you)
You know just how to get me every time I see you (see you)
And I said I was through, but I really need God to help me (need you to help)
Swear you got deep-rooted issues, it ain't healthy (boy, it ain't healthy)
The way you keep switchin' up you just might be the death of me
You play with my emotions
Yeah, you really had me open now I'm sayin' bye-bye

Can't believe it (can't believe it)
Got a text from you, it said that you were leavin' (you were leavin')
And I don't even really know the reason (I don't know the reason)
Haven't spoke to you, it's been a couple weekends (been a couple weekends)
I'm just checkin', makin' sure that you're still breathin' (breathin')
'Cause' when a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)
'Cause' when a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)
When a heart break, no, it don't break even (no, it don't break even)

Send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
God, send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
God, send me an angel to heal my heartbreak
God, send me an angel to heal my heartbreak

Pieces
Pieces
Pieces
Pieces
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Queen Naija Bulls, Jamell Maurice Demons
Copyright: Lyrics © YSB MUSIC PUBLISHING




Loving My Life

What the f*ck are you supposed to do
When you're straight up out the 772
And these niggas want you back on the news? (Damn Savion, you good)
Niggas out there really sellin' blues
(Yung Shad, you killed this track) (Yarico)
I'm a rich nigga, I could buy what I want to (buy what I want to)
You a rich bitch, shake that ass if you want to (shake that ass if you want to)
Disrespect the clique, bitch that's somethin' you won't do (somethin' you won't do)
You a grown bitch, you can f*ck who you want to

I'm a rich nigga, I could buy what I want to (buy what I want to)
You a rich bitch, shake that ass if you want to (if you want to)
Disrespect the clique, bitch that's somethin' you won't do (somethin' you won't do)
You a grown bitch, you can f*ck who you want to
Ballin' in the club, I'll throw this cash 'cause I want to
You a f*ck nigga, you can snitch if you want to
Real trap nigga, ridin' round in the Zuzu
You a bad broad, suck this dick if you want to

You a boujee bitch, don't f*ck with him if you don't want to (nah)
I'm a rich nigga, girl, I'll buy you some new Jimmy Choo's (no cap)
You a lame nigga if you still wearin' Trues (stay mad nigga)
Bad yellow bitch she say, "I gotta choose"
I just made a hundred thousand dollars in a week (a week)
It ain't even cap, I swear that shit ain't nothing to me (something money)
I'm a real nigga, I could kill who I want to (no cap)
I'm a construction man, I'll pull a drill if I want to (no cap)

What the f*ck are you supposed to do
When you're straight up out the 772?
I wanna see you take it all off for me
I wanna see you take it all off for me (for me)

I'm a rich nigga, I could buy what I want to (buy what I want to)
You a rich bitch, shake that ass if you want to (shake that ass if you want to)
Disrespect the clique, bitch that's somethin' you won't do (somethin' you won't do)
You a thick bitch, shake that ass if you want to (shake that ass girl)
Ballin' in the club, I'll throw this cash 'cause I want to ('cause I want to)
You a f*ck nigga, you can snitch if you want to (f*ck nigga)
Real trap nigga, ridin' round in the Zuzu
You a bad broad, suck this dick if you want to

I made me a million and got me some more (I got me some more)
I f*ck on your bitch then I f*ck on her on throat (I f*ck her esophagus)
My pocket is fat, yeah, they filled up with camel toe (filled up with money, bitch)
Ysl, OTF, clique full of animals
Drink on the dick like a strawberry banana Danimal
F*ckin' on your bitch, she say she like Giuseppe sneakers (sneakers)
Hundred round extension and he trappin' out his beaker (my beaker)
I don't wanna f*ck around 'less she gon' f*ck my brother (my brother)
I was just in the studio with Future and Young Thugger (slatt)
Shoutout to Lil Uzi too, I swear that that's my brother (my twin)
She say that she like us all four, but, it's whatever (don't care)
Rockin' with my slime YSL, yeah, that's forever (forever)
Rockin' with OTF, f*ck with them it's over
How you let a nigga shoot you
And you ain't shoot him back, nigga you pussy (lil' nigga you pussy)
How you get robbed, couldn't see them red eyes in your bushes? (My demons)
How the .40 f*ck niggas so damn so hard, they so gushy? (I don't know)

I'm a rich nigga, I could buy what I want to (buy what I want to)
You a rich bitch, shake that ass if you want to (shake that ass, girl)
Disrespect the clique, bitch that's somethin' you won't do (somethin' you won't do)
You a thick bitch, shake that ass if you want to (f*ck who you want to)
Ballin' in the club, I'll throw this cash 'cause I want to ('cause I want to)
You a f*ck nigga, you can snitch if you want to (snitch if you want to)
Real trap nigga, ridin' round in the Zuzu (yeah)
You a bad broad, suck this dick if you want to

What the f*ck are you supposed to do
When you're straight up out the 772
And these niggas want you back on the news?
Niggas out there really sellin' blues
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Caprisun Fun

Yeah, hey, hey
(Perfect)
I like you

Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Yes, I do)
Pull up to the party so icy (oh)
Shawty drank that dick just like some ice tea (she drank it up)
Shawty drank that dick like a Capri Sun (she wanna f*ck me, bro)
Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Yes, I do)
Pull up to the party so icy (oh my God)
Shawty wanna f*ck, wanna be my bae, yeah (yeah)
We gon' go up for all these racks, she'll tell ya (yeah)

She live a Slatt life, I live a Florida life (ya dig)
I live a Slatt life (blatt), we live a blatt life
She wanna f*ck on the beach at night (forreal)
She wanna f*ck me 'cause the diamonds in my chain, yeah (yeah)
See me, I do not smoke, I just get off the Henny
She gon' suck the dick, but this lil' bitch too friendly
And I ain't got no time 'cause I got hella busy
And if a nigga try to take it, we gon' have to end him (forreal)

Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Yes, I do)
Pull up to the party so icy (oh)
Shawty drank that dick just like some ice tea (she drank it up)
Shawty drank that dick like a Capri Sun (she wanna f*ck me, bro)
Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Yes, I do)
Pull up to the party so icy (oh my God)
Shawty wanna f*ck, wanna be my bae, yeah (yeah)
We gon' go up for all these racks, she'll tell ya (yeah)

Give me your titty, I'll sign it up (sign it up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ice it up, ice it up
You Nebraska, yo' cold-ass masked up
Girl, your pussy talk, walk and it snatch on
F*ck on the couch, we f*ck in these house, we f*ck on the car
Yeah, you f*ck and I nut and you get right on top
And you gettin' it hard (you get it back hard)
You so hot, you so large, you can't be apart
Thick ass bitch, oh my God
And I'm huggin' your leg like I'm motherf*ckin' 'tarded
Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Oh, yeah, yeah)
I'm robotic, I got cash and a swipe in key (woo)
Hey, you a Virgo and not a Pisces (uh)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm makin' you wifey (wifey)
Shake your ass when you ride me (ride me)
Shake your bellies, I'll give you milli's (milli's)
I ain't f*ck your friend and you can't kill me (you can't kill me)
Without a touch I know you feel me

Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Yes, I do)
Pull up to the party so icy (oh)
Shawty drank that dick just like some ice tea (she drank it up)
Shawty drank that dick like a Capri Sun (she wanna f*ck me, bro)
Hey, hey, hey, do you like me? (Yes, I do)
Pull up to the party so icy (oh my God)
Shawty wanna f*ck, wanna be my bae, yeah (yeah)
We gon' go up for all these racks, she'll tell ya (yeah)
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Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Jeffery Lamar Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Best Friends 4L

Woah-oah, woah-oah-oah, woah
(Mmm, Trill got the juice, nigga)
Mm-hmm (Salute)
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Puerto Rican and she straight up outta North Atlanta
Say she love me 'cause she know she f*ck with G Shine
Grew up thuggin' with them killers on the boulevard (the boulevard)
But she pull up on Lil' Melly in the mean time
That's my wife (my wife), that's my best-bestfriend (my bestfriend)
I will never lie or pretend
That's my wife (my wife), that's my bestfriend (my bestfriend)
I will never ever lie or pretend

Be honest will you ride for me baby girl?
'Cause I ain't tryna' lie to you baby girl
Push your feelings to the side, I ain't never use your heart
And I'm talkin' no pride for you baby girl
I know a couple niggas try and do you wrong
Couple f*ck niggas hurt your heart
You say you're tired of these lame niggas
I respect it 'cause you move smart, you're too sharp
Girl, I bet you back in New York, you already doin' your thin'
Everything drip, shawty too thick
You could top a nine, I say that with no shame
You could top a nine, I say that with no shame
I'll never let a nigga try play with your name
Baby my bitch, now everything changed
She been on that shit, so I made her my main
Shawty with whatever any real nigga a tell her
She ain't worried 'bout shit, she just tryna get back
Nah, she ain't a rich bitch, but she want cash
Tryna introduce her to the shit she ain't have
She ain't no my body so I told her, "My bad"
I'm a rich nigga, I could treat you like I'm your dad
F*ck about a hater, we leave 'em more mad
Girl, you ain't know, I got somethin' for yo' ass

Fell in love with my bestfriend
You're my, you're my bestfriend
Fell in love with my bestfriend
You're my, you're my bestfriend

Puerto Rican and she straight up outta North Atlanta
Say she love me 'cause she know she f*ck with G Shine
Grew up thuggin' with them killers on the boulevard (the boulevard)
But she pull up on Lil' Melly in the mean time
That's my wife (my wife), that's my best-bestfriend (my bestfriend)
I will never lie or pretend
That's my wife (my wife), that's my bestfriend (my bestfriend)
I will never ever lie or pretend

And you know a nigga slime, slime
And you know a nigga slime, slime
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Writer: Antonio Ari Ramos, Jamell Demons, Tione Jayden Merritt
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Far Apart

"This is a pre-paid collect call from-
An inmate at Broward County Main Jail
This call is subject to recording, and monitoring"
Brrt
Lo-love
Shawty still love
Okay, yeah
We up
(EY3ZLOW on the beat)

For you I'd lo-love
Say she want the lo-love
For you I'd lo-love
Say she want the lo-love
Although we are a thousand miles apart, I can wait
You tell me that your love is mine, and want to see my face
These killers and these demons are tryin' to get me erased
We wild and rob with big ol' Glocks and move at fast pace
Far apart (I still scream out your name)
Far apart (I still scream out your name)

Caught to your boat
Hurt bein' stand up, even worse when you're jammed up
Pressin' you with pressure, when you don't want get your fam up
Random thoughts, come fast, love hard, done bad
Pray you don't forgive me, remember me when I touch back
Pray the Lord forgive me, few problems, feel like my love bad
Surrounded in a violent environment, where it's all bad
Hope to see my people stressin', I need cleansin' on my soul
It seem like the church ain't workin', I'll protect it with a pole
Sometimes I get played with depression while I chill in my bed
Wake up and work out in the gym and then go straight to the lab (go straight to the lab)
What you witness with your eyes, your heart gotta believe
Tend to seem to be naïve and we don't wanna believe

For you I'd lo-love
Say she want the lo-love
For you I'd lo-love
Say she want the lo-love
Although we are a thousand miles apart, I can wait
You tell me that your love is mine, and want to see my face
These killers and these demons are tryin' to get me erased
We wild and rob with big ol' Glocks and move at fast pace
Far apart (I still scream out your name)
Far apart (I still scream out your name)

Hold up
Satellites, better leave that shit to Kevin
Catch you in paradise
she better shake them balls like a f*ckin' pair of dice
And my niggas 'bout that action really pullin' homicides, like, woah
Wylin' off a lot of pills, Melly, baby, pull a drill
She gon' wanna f*ck the clique, she know Lil' Melly keep it real
Never been no fake in me, I put on the whole damn team
And I really sip on, I don't want to sip on lean
I just want to sip on Henny, Sak say that I'm trippin'
This shit my medicine, my nigga, I can't even lie
Think I'm an alcoholic, I just pray that I don't die
I swear to God, everywhere I go, I gotta keep that fire

For you I'd lo-love
Say she want the lo-love
For you I'd lo-love
Say she want the lo-love
Although we are a thousand miles apart, I can wait
You tell me that your love is mine, and want to see my face
You shredded dreams and broken hearts of lonely distant days
The echoes never sound too clear to darken distant days
Far apart (I still scream out your name)
Far apart (I still scream out your name)

For you I'd lo-love
Say she wanna lo-love
For you I'd lo-love
Say she wanna lo-love
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Kevin Gilyard
Copyright: Lyrics © PFIVE Entertainment Mexico




Greensight

I hit your ass from the back with the MAC
Pussy nigga, ratta-tat (Do you want Smoke?)
And I'm on the song and you know it (we want all the Smoke)
Shorty just gimme head for
And I'm on the beat and you know it

And I'm with the shits and you know it
Forty with a laser greensight
Shorty you a eater and I know it
Thirty clip, turn into a glatt, yeah

Heard the pussy nigga try to say that it was smoke
Because I f*cked on his main ho (f*cked on his main hoe)
Pussy ass nigga, I'm from Florida
I got Atlanta niggas who like Bojangles (who like Bojangles)
And I got some killers who gon' kill yo' pussy ass
Blood everywhere like Django
F*ck ass nigga, you a lizard, I'm a slime
I'm a snake f*ck Rango
And I dodged the Rango, and your main ho (main ho)
Wanna f*ck, but, you know how I play, slitt, slatt
Slime shit, that's how the game go (game go)

And I'm with the shits and you know it
Forty with a laser greensight
Shorty you a eater and I know it
Thirty clip, turn into a glatt, yeah
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Freddy Krueger Remix

Coolin' in the cut with my shooters
(I don't even know who the f*ck own any of these)
Coolin' in the cut with my shooters
30 clip, hanging off the Ruger
And I got a clique full of shooters
And I'm in your dreams Freddy Krueger
F*cking with my niggas bet they do ya

Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (club with my shooters)
30 clip, hanging off the Ruger (hide all my rent on me)
And I'm in your dreams Freddy Krueger (I see yo ass)
Don't f*ck with me, my young niggas will do ya (yeah they gon' do ya)
My young niggas will do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My young niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
She screaming hallelujah (screaming)
She on her knees and shes screaming hallelujah

Posted in that alley with that draco
We comfortable in places niggas can't go (pull up)
Trust my nigga, Melly, let that thang go (bow bow)
These rap niggas pussy, where'd your chain go?
These spots in Detroit I supply them (no)
I'm talking loud I'm a buy em' (come here)
Can't cook but I'm gonna fry him
My advice, don't stand by him
50 round chopper clip go big on the K
Niggas talk crazy on the gram everyday
See the stick with me like I got a kid on the way
F*ck that, lets see if he can talk shit in the grave
Don't come over here tryna flex (don't do it)
You gonna get all that shit took (gimmie that)
Used to get sauce from the west (dope)
Shooter to the east get it cooked (hard)
Monday through Friday I'm booked (bad)
90 on the scaley how it look? (clean)
Still pull a kick door quick
Drop everybody in the house, John Wick (bow)

Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (club with my shooters)
30 clip, hanging off the Ruger (hide all my rent on me)
And I'm in your dreams Freddy Krueger (I see yo ass)
Don't f*ck with me, my young niggas will do ya (yeah they gon' do ya)
My young niggas will do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My young niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
She screaming hallelujah (screaming)
She on her knees and shes screaming hallelujah
Ay hold the f*ck up man
Ay hold up man stop the beat man hold up

Free my nigga D he caught a body (slick)
Bitch I'm booted in the cut like I'm Scotty
Free my nigga, free my nigga, yeah he good (he good)
And I got a mystery like ouu (like ouu)
In a van with a stick with my dog like Scooby Doo
And that bitch gon' slurp that dick just like a flurry (oh flurry)
And my diamonds VVS, they ain't blurry (water)
I just signed a deal with the white man
And they sayin', that's Illuminati (no)
Boy don't listen to them f*cking critics
They gon' make me and Grizzley catch a body
I just be rolling, I be sober (sober)
So, my mama's house got put inside for Blosure
I'm a blood so you now that mean foreclosure
Don't f*ck with us, them Detroit niggas slump you over (yeah slump you over)
That pussy mushy, gushy, nasty like some yogurt (just like some yogurt)
I up the Glock and leave your ass looking like you did yoga
I don't want no pressure hell no my slime gon' snipe you over (yeah snipe you over
Where we at we eatin' lovely (lovely)
F*ck your bitch from the back and hit my dougie (yeah yeah)
I am not your boyfriend bitch, your just my buddy (just my buddy)
And a nigga no blood ya she with him tryna kid Kid Cudi (Cudi)

Coolin' in the cut with my shooters (club with my shooters)
30 clip, hanging off the Ruger (hide all my rent on me)
And I'm in your dreams Freddy Krueger (I see yo ass)
Don't f*ck with me, my young niggas will do ya (yeah they gon' do ya)
My young niggas will do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
My young niggas will do ya (Do ya, do ya, do ya)
She screaming hallelujah (screaming)
She on her knees and shes screaming hallelujah
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Nayvadius Wilburn, Terry Sanchez Wallace
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Na Na Na Boo Boo

F*ck that
Na, na-na, boo-boo
(Damn, son)
I f*cked your bitch and you didn't, ah
Na, na-na, boo-boo
(Yung Shad, you killed this)
I'm brazy like that, big Glock bitch

Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
F*cked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's
Giuseppe, we don't f*ck with you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Big Glock, and it's pointed at you
And my nigga, bang suwoop
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
We all up in G5
Turnin' up, so nigga screw you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
He thought it was cocaine
But I finessed them with the flour like

Na, na-na, boo-boo
F*ck you bitch, screw you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Bitch,na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
F*cked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's
Giuseppe, we don't f*ck with you
Religion, that is all for you
Color, bitch that's all for you
Ferragamo on my mink, hm
I don't wanna f*ck, ayy lil' bitch, I don't drink
I'm gon' tell that lil' pussy to stick
Tell that lil' bitch, that her pussy stink
Sippin' on Henny, you know that I drink
Sippin' on Henny, you know that I think
I'm of my niggas yeah, tryna peek
Shoot that lil' bitch, and I bet I won't blink
Shoot that lil' bitch, with my eyes wide open
F*ck nigga, he say he want a feature for five hunnid
What the hell you smokin'?
Tell me what the f*ck, you jokin'?
Ha, hehe, hahaha-ha
Hehe, hahaha
Pull up on a nigga, like blah blah

Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
F*cked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's
Giuseppe, we don't f*ck with you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Big Glock, and it's pointed at you
And my nigga, bang suwoop
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
We all up in G5
Turnin' up, so nigga screw you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
He thought it was cocaine
But I finessed them with the flour like

Danger talk, but I swear she love the way we swaggin'
Forty on my neck, and I ain't even f*ckin' braggin'
Ten bands on a nigga wrist, and I spend it
Sold it for like thirty-five hunnid, like dammit
I don't wanna f*ck the baby 'cause I heard she ugly
Shorty wanna f*ck me, but I know the pussy musty
I am not a cleaner, but you know that pussy dusty
That choppa gon' kill you, I swear to God we drill you
On blood gang, yeah suwoop
Gang with us, I can't feel you
But I f*ck with Crips
Free motherf*ckin' Bree, yeah he trippin'
Yeah, he trippin'
But my nigga Cippin'
Yeah, my nigga bummin' hoes
Ten hunnid band, that ain't nothing

Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
F*cked your bitch in Jimmy Choo's
Giuseppe, we don't f*ck with you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Big Glock, and it's pointed at you
And my nigga, bang suwoop
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
We all up in G5
Turnin' up, so nigga screw you
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
He thought it was cocaine
But I finessed them with the flour like
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jamell Maurice Demons, Rashad Deonte Simmons, Savion Anan Augustine
Copyright: Lyrics © YSB MUSIC PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave




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