Shadow lyrics

by

Beyoncé


[Intro]
(Yung Lan on the track)
(VicOnThaBeat)
Ayy, yo, mm
f*ck the money, stay the same
Ah
f*ck the money, stay the same
Just erase all the pain

[Verse]
Close your eyes, try to look inside your shadow (Ayy)
Tatted b*tch that you f*ckin' with the low-low (Low)
Can't f*ck with shorty, he was f*ckin' with the po-po (The po)
And the b*tch bounce on di*k like a stolo (Boing!)
I was never with that boy inside a stolo (Boing!)
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, I swear that I don't know, no (No)
If you ever, ever, ever try to snitch on me (Me)
Middle fingers and Glocks to whoever snitched on me (The whole problem)
I promise that that n*gga, uh (Huh?)
If he ever try to snitch (b*tch)
I promise I'll put his body in a ditch
I promise that we gon' decapitate his di*k
These pus*y n*ggas try to say they with—
The sh*t, but they ain't really with the sh*ts (No)
'Cause every n*gga with me with the sh*ts (Ah)
Big Glock with extended clips
I told myself that I would go get a Glock and that b*tch was gon' have fifty rounds (Ah)
I told my lil' n*gga that I was gon' do some push-ups and gain a hundred pounds (Ah)
I told my lil' n*gga that I was gon' get it for him and get it for me (Get it for me)
I told the lil' b*tch that she cannot f*ck on Melly Baby, she just wanna smoke weed (Ooh)
She just wanna smoke kush (Woo), 'cause that lil' ho from the [?] (Pothead)
They don't got good weed there, so she tryna give a n*gga throat instead
I got big ass water on a n*gga wrist, no I don't, uh (Splash, splash)
Uh, I wanna f*ck your b*tch at the balcony (Uh-uh)
Oh yeah (Yeah)
That b*tch wanna f*ck up the plans (Plans)
Ooh, should of listened
And your diamonds probably would've probably glistened (They know)
And she say that I was trippin' (Oh)
Off this liquor and it's f*ckin' up my— uh
Off this liquor and it's f*ckin' up my vision (Yeah)
In a jail cell and he reminiscing
Free Trell, free Trell, he gon' make it out (Free Lil Trell)
Got a hundred thousand somethin' in my bank account (Yeah)
Four figures, six figures, b*tch, I'm that n*gga, uh
Melly Baby the realest out of Indian River, uh (b*tch)
'Cause them n*ggas die, huh, they be trippin', mm-mm, trippin'
And that f*ckin' flag ain't blue 'cause he not Crippin' (He not Crippin')
And she wanna suck lil' Melly 'cause he drippin' ('Cause he drippin' sauce)
I don't wanna f*ck that b*tch, that b*tch is out of bounds (Oh)
Thick b*tch and she, oh, out of town (Oh)
But Melly Baby cannot di*k her down (No)
And I'm goin' out of here, [?] (I gotta go)
Whole lot of pus*y n*ggas really gay (Oh no)
Hold up, wait, uh, eat the di*k, fish filet, huh
Told the lil' b*tch, "Ayy" (Ayy)
I like that lil' ho 'cause she slay (Slay)
Huh, uh, I can Uber you to get your hair done (Oh yeah)
I can Uber you to anyone (Oh my)
If you don't like the b*tch then she gotta slide (Oh yeah)
Melly Baby all in the paradise (Oh yeah)
See, I be in a whole 'nother world (Oh yes)
But it's called a Young n*gga World (Oh)
And I told you that I would never change, same n*gga from Orangeville (I never, ever)
And I remain solid on everything I talk about, I'm dyin' to catch a body
And them n*ggas wylin', they stay wylin'
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