Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Abc,S, artist - YbckidmeloDate of issue: 30.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Abc,S |
| Bitches mellow and I’m Melo when you know just where I be |
| Chopper make ‘em shake like jello, now that nigga gotta beat |
| Red tape up on the scene, tell that nigga rest in peace |
| We been paper chasin', nigga, all we do is count the green |
| Lotta bitches clappin' ass when we pull up on the scene |
| Heard she fucking for a fee but that ho gon' fuck for free |
| Heard she got a boyfriend but she stay fuckin' with me |
| Bitch, get down up on your knees before you try to talk to me |
| She keep blowin' up my phone, steady sayin' that she really tryna fuck with me |
| ‘Cause her last nigga was broke and that pussyboy couldn’t pay the fee |
| I can really get a nigga going, all that shit really take is one G |
| Got these blue faces in my pocket and none of these bitches comin' off-beat |
| A-B-C-D-E-F-G (Okay) |
| Ain’t none of these bitches is fuckin' with me (K, K) |
| H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P (Okay) |
| Man, I ain’t finna sit there, rap this shit all the way to Z (Hell no) |
| Ayy, A-B-C these nuts, only make-up can make me blush |
| Niggas ain’t no shit |
| Walk in, I don’t give a fuck, heavy stepper on ret' chucks |
| I pop a nigga like diet coke, SevenUp mixed with some crush |
| But I’ma also spin the block, when I’m out the Glock and I’ma do a nigga so |
| dirty |
| But I got a nervous driver, had to ask this nigga «Why the fuck your hands |
| ain’t sturdy?» |
| Keep like two things in my bra, fool a nigga quick like my titties perky |
| And these niggas ain’t really doin' numbers, they view count matchin' their |
| jersey |
| I mean, I stir tea but let me keep it quiet, these bitch niggas might start a |
| riot |
| Pull up to the crib, now they at the hideout, I should air that bitch but I’m |
| not a pilot |
| But I’m ten toes down, no money here now but you know a bitch crossin' her |
| fingers |
| This that big drip, I can sing, shit, why you still lookin' like the sprinklers, |
| ayy |
| A-B-C-D-E-F-G (Okay) |
| Ain’t none of these bitches is fuckin' with me (K, K) |
| H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P (Okay) |
| Man, I ain’t finna sit there, rap this shit all the way to Z (Hell no) |
| None of these bitches is fuckin' with me |
| Man, I ain’t finna sit there, rap this shit all the way to Z |