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Menace (feat. yung stoney)
by Lil Mari
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You already know I'm comin' , TDB-Shit, back at it again, go
Man, these niggas be way too internet for me, they get to textin
I don't wanna hear bout none of them killers you say in yo' section
When this 223 start blowin', you gon' here connection
They still got bro in that jam, so fuck the whole correction
Like I said, I'm sippin' dirty Sprite, this ain't no purple juice
Walk around my school, tryna catch some plays, cause I see drug abuse
Grinding, tryna make it to that stage, I'm tryna see the hype
Faced a couple woods like back-to-back, I'm startin' to see the light
He think that he Superman, so he gon' ball his fist up tight
Up this big bitch on them green beam, he thought that shit was kryptonite
Lil' bitch snuck me in her crib and asked if I could spend the night
I say I ain't spendin shit, that lil' bitch still gon' get me right
Go, feel like a different breed
If I up this Glock and hit you with it, will it make you bleed
Get up off that couch, you bummy, nigga, and go sell some weed
Pressed up on them, told me, my, my business, then I dropped the G
Go, we bout business, huh, toten poles, and sellin' drugs, huh, I'm a menace
Huh, I duck when I see 12, cause I ain't tryna fight no sentence
Go, go, this the way I live, I grew up in the trenches
Sippin' these bottles, I hang with my shatas
I hang with the shooters and jiggas and robbers
Slide down the block on your pop and your mama
Yeah, creeped on your block, you a goner
Yeah, hit me a stain and I'm bookin
If it ain't about you, mind, your business, I had to say that to the bitch that's lookin
True to the game, I'm not no rookie
Niggas be scared, they sweet like cookies
Get up off your ass and get some money
Guarantee you gon' get some money if you fuck with Stoney
Boy stop sayin' that you TBD, you is not my homie
Brody wanted to slide, I said, nah, let me creep up on em
Go, go, I be movin' swiftly
Think I'm bipolar, I change moves, think I'm gettin' shifty
Brody blew back at them niggas and it damn near nicked em
I be shittin' on these niggas like my drawers are shitty
Go, nigga, go
You already know I'm comin' , TDB-Shit, back at it again, go
Man, these niggas be way too internet for me, they get to textin
I don't wanna hear bout none of them killers you say in yo' section
When this 223 start blowin', you gon' here connection
They still got bro in that jam, so fuck the whole correction
Like I said, I'm sippin' dirty Sprite, this ain't no purple juice
Walk around my school, tryna catch some plays, cause I see drug abuse
Grinding, tryna make it to that stage, I'm tryna see the hype
Faced a couple woods like back-to-back, I'm startin' to see the light
He think that he Superman, so he gon' ball his fist up tight
Up this big bitch on them green beam, he thought that shit was kryptonite
Lil' bitch snuck me in her crib and asked if I could spend the night
I say I ain't spendin shit, that lil' bitch still gon' get me right
Go, feel like a different breed
If I up this Glock and hit you with it, will it make you bleed
Get up off that couch, you bummy, nigga, and go sell some weed
Pressed up on them, told me, my, my business, then I dropped the G
Go, we bout business, huh, toten poles, and sellin' drugs, huh, I'm a menace
Huh, I duck when I see 12, cause I ain't tryna fight no sentence
Go, go, this the way I live, I grew up in the trenches
Sippin' these bottles, I hang with my shatas
I hang with the shooters and jiggas and robbers
Slide down the block on your pop and your mama
Yeah, creeped on your block, you a goner
Yeah, hit me a stain and I'm bookin
If it ain't about you, mind, your business, I had to say that to the bitch that's lookin
True to the game, I'm not no rookie
Niggas be scared, they sweet like cookies
Get up off your ass and get some money
Guarantee you gon' get some money if you fuck with Stoney
Boy stop sayin' that you TBD, you is not my homie
Brody wanted to slide, I said, nah, let me creep up on em
Go, go, I be movin' swiftly
Think I'm bipolar, I change moves, think I'm gettin' shifty
Brody blew back at them niggas and it damn near nicked em
I be shittin' on these niggas like my drawers are shitty
Go, nigga, go
