Money stick together like MR elastic yuh
Drop his body in a casket hu
Lay the Smackdown on you n***as so u n***as ain’t ready to rumble yuh
First Name hoodie Last Name Melo
Leave him in a world he can’t follow
Act up lil n***a these tips are hollow
She don’t talk she want to snap back
Lick my dick print so I’m a kick back
Mess wit my n***as I’m gon hit back
Nah n***a I ain’t talking bout a Disstrack
Ok like listen to the words I’m spittin to
Sneaking peak looking through the rear view
Pistol is gonna do what it need to do
Just caught a body maybe or two
Ok like now I’m gonna spit the truth
Spit the truth you catching attitudes
Attitudes you always mad a dude
I’m tryna what cock would do
Mess wit me show what the Glock would do
Battling me you always finna loose
Maybe you’ll end in a grave or two
Your life a book is overdue
Im that n***a she’s always talking to
I’m that n***a that y’all look up to
Snitch on me I can’t fuck you
Talk to my opps I can’t fuck wit you
Look to other side to other room
Talking my n***a in the classroom
There’s my n***a sully and dootsin to
Talk Shit my OL n***as pop at youu
I’m always flexing yuh
Snap back in the presence yuh
Quick shit I’m but to teach lesson yuh
U say u wit it but got no weapons yuh
This bullet finna shape him like a crescent
Little n***a ion know u pressing yuh
Bout to go off this beat I’m destined yuh
Bout to kill this shit with one more session yuh
Hopefully I have u n***as attention yuh
Pop his head he got a concussion
Steal this shit wit one more possession yuh
She say u papi melo u got another perfection yuh
Make this song a jam session yuh
Running through my ex like intersion yuh
Stressing on my dick she can’t get enough
But now she run up on my blessings yuh