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letra de bless the booth freestyle - ynw melly

[intro]
okay, oh sh-t
okay
‘ima take goin’ slow
this like a freestyle or something?

[verse]
ay
money getting longer, life span getting longer too
shawty wanna f-ck i told that b-tch to smoke the b-n-r, who
i don’t do that type of sh-t, i leave that to my white friend
she gon’ f-ck the crew and f-ck the clique until the day end
i just got off a flight from bali and we’re booted up
she gon’ f-ck, cause she see the clique and yeah she thick as f-ck
but this right here is something that i meant to f-ckin’ tell ya
y-n-w, they thought that we was some failures
y-n-w, you disrespect then we spill ya
from the f-ckin’ universe, my mama said i’m a failure
give a f-ck bout a perc’, buy that b-tch and dismantle
these ho’s wanna f-ck, i cannot answer
i’m whippin’ up the dope with my left pinky n-gga (huh)
and yo’ b-tch a freak and she suckin’ like kinky n-gga
i got that b-tch wearing a pink (huh)
givenchy, margiela da mink (huh)
i do not wanna f-ck on that lil’ b-tch cause she fat and that p-ssy must stink (huh)
(mm) okay bougie now
(huh) they say i’m bougie (mm)
(huh) d-ck in her coochie (huh)
these n-ggas be d-ck in the booty (huh)
my n-ggas some f-ckin’ shootas (huh)
huh, shootas huh
she just wanna f-ck me cause she heard i shot somebody
but i ain’t never said that, i never doin’ that
all these freaky b-tches say “am i doin’ the molly”
i don’t do that sh-t no more, i told you that, i told you that
oh god d-mn, and that 40 glock will fold your ass
and i’m way up on the other side of outer sp-ce
o-m-g you f-ck with me, my n-gga gon’ put you in yo’ place
o-m-g you f-ck with him, my guy done shoot you in yo’ face
o-m-g i’m winning b-tch, young n-gga world we in first place
god d-mn snap jit
keep on f-cking snappin’
keep on f-ckin’ pullin’, all them f-ckin’ jackets
oh you car jackin, oh you got an uzi
oh you got them b-tches and you tryna make a movie
well we gon’ make a movie cause you my f-cking slime
we gon’ make a movie, we do it all the time (ayy)
y-n-w and we forever on our grind (huh)
b-tch i ain’t waking up with murder on my mind (huh)
b-tch i’m waking up to gettin’ rap check, rap check
why you want impress me we ain’t scratch yet, scratch yet
and she say she wanna f-ck the crew yeah, crew yeah
and that ho from 772 yeah, 2 yeah
booyah, booyah, good aim with the glock
if i get mad, i’ma just go spazz now
oh sh-t, godd-mn, they think lil melly crashin’ out
but if we shoot we shoot for a reason
ynw and that’s our motherf-ckin’ season
beating a b-tch for no motherf-ckin’ reason
i am not playing lil b-tch i’m bipolar
ooh, she eat the d-ck just like some yogurt
ooh, thick b-tch from minnesota
omg all the way, huh, hold up the b-tch is france (wait)
the b-tch said she from south dakota
the b-tch said she from north dakota
big bloods big lil big lips mm
big bloods big crips too
this sh-t right here you can’t just spit
off of the dome cuz you ain’t ynw lil b-tch
i’m bummin’ home wait b-tch i’m home so what it do lil b-tch

- ynw melly

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