YS0L4R - M3LL0FLOW Lyrics

Melo, Melo, Melo, I just learn how to work the hold on, uh, wakeup!
I just learned work the
I just learn how to work the stick, I just learn how to work that Gen
I just learn how to spin they blocks, and then go out and pour out hen
Why them boys keep talkin bout me like his ass ain't did a bid

Why that boy keep talkin' bout me like his ass done did a Gen
Huh, why I wake up the next day, I got all this f*ckin' money
I just woke up with some pape, That nigga want smoke, we get him laced
Bitch, I ain't never ran from no Jays, You EBN, I'm EBK

Somebody tell none come meet this Drac, I got big shit, big shit
You don't get no pass, It's a big chop, big chop
Put you on your ass, F*ck a Ziploc, Ziploc
I just got a bag, Oh, he smoke crack raw, crack raw

Nigga doin' bad, I said f*ck all of my opps
Them niggas hoes, What the f*ck
Slide down on his block and kill his bros
We don't do no tweets, just like the post

Been a while since I been this rich before
Bitch, when, I got rich, I ain't never rock no Rick
I ain't never rock no Tommy, I ain't never play them boys
Why the f*ck they tryna line me? I'm a star and I keep shinin'

Why them boys keep tryna play with me like we ain't get the timing
Bitch, I got diamonds on my neck and I got diamonds on my wrist
If you had gone and check that bitch, then I told you to eat my dick
I rock Gucci, I rock Louis and I wear all black fits

Bitch these Nikes, I need Dior, and some off-white kicks
MAC-11, it hold seven, and it got a f*ckin' switch
Put belt to ass right on, they block it, they keep sayin' I'm a bitch
Oh, he a rookie, sweet like cookie, he don't know how I get

Pull up with glocks and choppers, shoot that boy and tell em rest in piss
I got hella pills, they for the low, you talkin' crazy, we kill you, bro
Diamonds on my neck and on my teeth, I'ma wipe your nose
Really with the slides, they posted up with them dirty poles

Now them boys be talkin' shit, but he be scared about my bro
He be scared about my woe, we slide in them jeeps
Why the f*ck that nigaa play with us like his ass is not sweet
I ain't really rep no gang, but my lil' bro, he throwin' b's

The way my cousin did me at that cookout, I might shoot his seat
I want you to see, put this in my eulogy
I got hella diamonds, bitch, come and check my jewelry
For real, I done slid on blocks so many times, I don't need unity

I been rappin' since the age of eight, this shit not new to me
I just learn how to work the stick, I just learn how to work that Gen
I just learn how to spin they blocks, and then go out and pour out hen
I just learn how to get real rich, I just learn how to f*ck his bitch

I just learn how to get that money and get that car and flip that shit