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letra de in this bitch - mgm melø

smoke me five blunts, making a fist
nine thirty with the extended clip
my jewelry is water it drip
in the bowl like a fish
hit a lick and bag the brick
hop up in the ride then smash out in it
i’m going to count all the chips
hit the lot, get that sh-t
i’m going to take off the top and then fish tail the whip
all summer ‘19 b-tch you know it’s straight hits
got the stick with the grip and i got money like mitch
the gang we ain’t chasing no b-tch
i just hit a lick with your b-tch and it’s lit
p-ssing that gas like it’s off the rip
ni–a talk sh-t we pop at your lip
it’s no slowing down it’s money to get
ni–as acting funny, b-mmy as sh-t
b-tches crusty yeah they crumby as sh-t
talking about they want to love me and sh-t
h-ll nah ho i ain’t loving no b-tch
about my bag like dorito and sh-t
call my migo he gone drop off a brick
it’s m e l ø, and i’m up in this b-tch, up in this b-tch

up in this b-tch and i came with my clique
don’t play around or we upping them sticks
you popping your gums, we popping them guns
blind to the bullsh-t, our heart is on numb
up in this b-tch and i came with my clique
don’t play around or we upping them sticks
you popping your gums, we popping them guns
blind to the bullsh-t, our heart is on numb

m e l ø everyone hit the floor
bad b-tch in the p-ssenger sweeping with the pole
drop all the targets she good with the scope
he want to play jokes i’m a leave him afloat
came from the bottom right up off the floor
my b-tches bad b-tches that’s all that i know
jumped off the porch just to get me some more
so me and my goons started kickin in doors
he say he hard but he wallet he fold
running my block since a runny nose
just like a royce all my n-gg-s roll
play with the gang leave you red like a rose
choppa hit your boy leave his body gross
rudolph your gang put that beam on they nose
your b-tch a freak but you already know
she tasting my kids like it’s pillsbury dough
pockets is green must be the presidents
ain’t talking cash then your talkings irrelevant
all of my hoes they boujie, they elegant
always so c-cky man just blame my arrogance
i’m going to be rich, that sh-t indefinite
me clouting up is going to have ni–as h-lla bent
feast on the p-ssy i know it’s decadent
see me on the feature you know it’s heaven sent
preach like a reverend
i can see me going up
elevate change my leverage
choppa bullets eat skin
you better duck
or watch your body turn to beverage

it’s melø b-tch

- mgm melo

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