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ynw melly - bless the booth freestyle lyrics

[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 lyrics

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