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ynw melly - lick season lyrics

[intro]
aye, [?]
awh, sh#t bruh
pour up some lean (lean)
pour up some [?]
aye

[chorus]
pour up a four, huh
[?] drink some more, hey
load up the glock (the glock)
and the .44, huh
go get the stick (the stick)
then get the mac (the mac)
don’t use your real car, pull up in a splat (a stolen car)
yeah, hit his block (oh lord)
okay, okay, then hit his block
okay, b#tch
okay, b#tch
okay, b#tch
i said then you get in his block
k!ll that lil b#tch, k!ll that lil b#tch
okay, if not, can’t hit his block
k!ll that lil [?]

[verse 1]
i pull up like who are you (are you)
she say “wait, who are you?”
young n#gga, [?] b#tch, from the 772
okay, whippin’ up the crack (the crack)
like some molly residue
shoot yo’ ass in the top if you don’t tell the truth
i’m like [?] when i pull up in the coupe
and the b#tch wanna play then the b#tch [?]
i am you
i don’t give a f#ck bout a p#ssy ass n#gga with a momma
or a motherf#ckin’ p#ssy at all (she a opp)
i don’t give a sh#t bout sh#t, yeah, sh#t by sh#t
no, i ain’t got diarrhea
i got a b#tch, f#cked that lil b#tch from the back and i didn’t catch no gonorrhea (i gotta)

[chorus]
pour up a four, huh
[?] drink some more, hey
load up the glock (the glock)
and the .44
go get the stick (the stick)
then get the mac (the mac)
don’t use your real car, pull up in a splat (a stolen car)
yeah, hit his block (oh lord)
okay, okay, then hit his block
okay, b#tch
okay, b#tch
okay, b#tch
i said then you get in his block
k!ll that lil b#tch, k!ll that lil b#tch
okay, if not, can’t hit his block

[verse 2]
go on and [?] that [?]
hold up wait, who are you
b#tch, it’s melly, i am you
pull up wit a stick and let it do
what the f#ck it wanna do
and my b#tch she says she oo
i don’t want her with the red hair, nah i want her with it through
omg that boy a fool
tryna sneakdiss on the [?]
hundred round stick on the motherf#ckin’ glock
if you see me right now better, boy, be, uh
uh, uh
better be shook, yeah
open his ass like a book, uh
then put that lil b#tch together, uh
ynw, and yeah, that’s forever
hope you know we came a long way from them devil, red, uh
if i catch a n#gga right now, i [?]
i don’t give no f#ck and right now i got on skechers
if she say she suck, on my dead because i’m [?]

[chorus]
pour up a four, huh
[?] drink some more, hey
load up the glock (the glock)
and the .44
go get the stick (the stick)
then get the mac (the mac)
don’t use your real car, pull up in a splat (a stolen car)
yeah, hit his block
hit his block, hit his block
okay, okay, then his his block
i said then you get in his block
k!ll that lil b#tch, k!ll that lil b#tch
okay, if not, can’t hit his block

[outro]
aye, aye, aye
ynw forever, b#tch

- ynw melly lyrics

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