Melly The Menace lyrics

[Intro]
Melly the menace
I got out my bag and I went and got me
f*cked up environment
That's what JGreen said, that what he said, hey
She swallow that di*k like a vitamin
Young n*gga world
Melly the menace (Who made this beat?)
f*cked up environment, hey
(King Wonka beats)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, you don't want no problems)

[Verse]
b*tch, I'm a menace, I shoot on school premises, f*ck the environment (f*ck the environment)
b*tch, I'm from Gifford, AKA the G, that's a f*cked up environment (f*cked up environment)
TEC got the decimal, three-point fourteen, pus*y boy ain't no pi in me (Boy ain't no pi in me)
Chopper diminish your organs, replenish, if you ever lie to me
Just like a jail we gon' sentence him, capture his soul and replenish him (Oh, oh, oh)
Don't give no f*ck 'bout a friend, and f*ck that lil' jit, I ain't kin to him (f*ck that ho)
Wrap his ass up like salami, then chop his ass up, now we blendin' him (Blend that lil' b*tch)
Cook his ass up, we gon' chemist him (Chemist the b*tch)
Ooh, get at him (Get at the b*tch)
Scorpio move with the stick
We gon' catch his ass slippin' and then we gon' finish him (Get over here)
Break his ass down and diminish him
Don't give no f*cks 'bout offendin' him (Offendin' the b*tch)
These hoes are just alike, I swear they got all of these b*tches still synonym (Synonym, b*tch)
Lil' biddy b*tch you an antonym (Antonym, b*tch)
How in the f*ck is you friends with them?
b*tch I'm a thug, not a gentleman (Bratt, bratt)
Swallow my di*k like some cinnamon (Yeah)
Swallow my di*k like some vitamin (Bratt, bratt)
f*ck Donald Trump and George Zimmerman
f*ck Donald Trump and George Zimmerman
Ooh, b*tch ass n*gga don't want no problems
[Verse 2]
b*tch I'm a menace, I shoot on school premises, f*ck the environment (f*ck the environment)
Glock on my waist, with your b*tch in my face, I'm like f*ck the society (f*ck the society)
You don't want beef, we pull up with them sticks and you gotta go fire him (Fire that b*tch)
I do not care what you talkin' about, all these b*tches desire me (b*tches desire me)
Taraji P. Henson, your b*tch gon' Empire me (Gon' Empire me)
She suck on my neck and my di*k, she vampire me (Vampire me, b*tch)
I f*ck with JGreen 'cause I know he won't lie to me (Bratt)
I f*ck with Sakchaser, I know he gon' ride for me
We hit a lick for ten bands, that sh*t like hittin' the lottery (Lottery, b*tch)
We sendin' shots at your man, we do not send no apologies (Apology, b*tch)
I am so high in the sky, think I can study for astrology (Astrology, b*tch)
b*tch ass n*gga do not want no beef and he know that I'm straight out of poverty
Oh, oh, straight out of poverty
Oh, Jay Rich go out with Young Malo, yeah b*tch I'm straight out of poverty
JGreen won't stop, he keep on beatin' the pot
JGreen won't stop, he keep on beatin' the pot
f*ck is that young n*gga talkin' 'bout? Know that my Glock will demolish him (Demolish the b*tch)
Pull up on him and we moppin' then wet his ass up then we polish him (Dum-dum-dum)
Seen his ass all in public, must of thought that I was gon' say, "Hi" to him ("Hi" to the b*tch)
I just pulled up, put that fire to him (Fire to that b*tch)
You ridin' with him then you die with him (Done deal)
f*ck what they talkin' 'bout, pull up and air it out (Air that sh*t out, lil' b*tch)
Location turned off, you don't know 'bout our whereabouts (Know 'bout the whereabouts, b*tch)
These b*tches opinions somethin' I don't care about (Care 'bout the b*tch)
Traphouse boomin' hard, got the baseheads runnin' in and out (In and out the b*tch)
I was losin' in the race, f*ck n*gga, look who winnin' now (Look how I'm winnin', b*tch)
Run up the money, we run up the commas now (Run up the commas now)
Givenchy steppin', Louis Ferragamo now (f*ck up a check)
Don't f*ck on these b*tches, we f*ck on these b*tches' mamas now