Mention lyrics

[Intro]
You know
You already know what the f*ck I'ma say, you know
Gang gang, sh*t's prolly, all that sh*t that there, you know

[Chorus]
First of all, f*ck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothaf*ckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n*ggas who be thinkin' that sh*t Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that b*tch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n*gga please
Mothaf*ckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b*tch

[Verse 1]
Better watch how you talk out your teeth
'Fore we have to stomp you out and leave you on the concrete
n*ggas talkin' beef like we won't pull up with that f*ckin' heat
Give you all the smoke and leave
What the f*ck you mean? We the ones them n*ggas hated on
Cool ass n*gga, f*ck your b*tch with my shades on
b*tch done got mad 'cause I f*cked and I couldn't stay long
Steady blowin' my line up, she needs to call her day phone

[Chorus]
First of all, f*ck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothaf*ckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n*ggas who be thinkin' that sh*t Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that b*tch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n*gga please
Mothaf*ckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b*tch
[Verse 2]
Chop him down like a Christmas tree
Sneak dissin' we, roll up, smoke your taco like a Swisher Sweet
Woo, woo, hold up, mix the drank up in a Lipton tea
And I'm sippin' Blood, but my roll blue like I'm Crippin', C
Yeah, fully goin' off like blip-blip
And the Glock goin' off like bop-bop
And that chop goin' off like glop-glop
Bobby Shmurda, n*ggas hit like ah-ah
This 100 round shoot a century
Last blunt I laced, f*ck my enemies

[Chorus]
First of all, f*ck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothaf*ckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n*ggas who be thinkin' that sh*t Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that b*tch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n*gga please
Mothaf*ckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b*tch

[Verse 3]
We gon' pull up, shoot a hundred rounds when them n*ggas deep
We gon' pull up, shootin' n*ggas down, leave 'em in the street
Boom-boom-boom, hit his f*ckin' melon, make his melon leak
I can't cuff you, baby, ain't gon' let your ass embarrass me
Ooh, sloppy toppy, awesome jaws 'til I fell asleep
Ooh, got my bacon, extra cheese, ain't no nailin' me
Ooh, shorty sucked my di*k so good that I can't feel my knees
Ho tried to spin me, not gon' let her DJ Pharris me
Hold on, get back, n*gga
You know what? sh*t splat, n*gga
Drac', no kickback, n*gga
Surprise party, get back, n*gga
Kill him dead, kickback, n*gga
Bullets like a french fry, n*gga
Just bought a new gun from France
f*ck around and french fry a n*gga
Hot sh*t, deep fry a n*gga
Kill his ass, retire n*ggas
Missed the socks when we hit your block
Spin again, retry, n*gga
What if he come back to life though?
f*ck it, he gon' re-die, n*gga
I'ma kill his ass on sight
I don't gotta decide, n*gga
[Chorus]
First of all, f*ck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothaf*ckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n*ggas who be thinkin' that sh*t Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that b*tch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n*gga please
Mothaf*ckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b*tch