Sixty (Melo)

Ayy twenty-two Bitch, I got it on my own Ain't nobody do for me I might've slowed down but I Ain't stopping with the lean (Ooh, I love TaxFree) bitch, you irritating Get your number off my screen Came up off theft I ain't never served a fiend Niggas making petty thousands Tryna up it like it's cheese I can't gas up with these niggas That ain't doing shit for me And I mean it when I say it Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Feel like Melo in his prime I might give a nigga sixty At the set off cookie They can smell me in the city Cost a bail to get high You can't afford my addiction My mama told me stay up out them streets I ain't listen Turn a nigga block into Iraq in one minute Hell nah, we ain't the same I put pressure on these niggas Hell nah, this ain't a game They'll do the extra 'bout a nigga Hell yeah, when I'm rich I'ma act a little different Send a picture of you It's a week before you missing I can't fold nor break You won't mush nor taste And your bitch rap my song Tryna make her lil' face You better keep her close before I take your lil' place I got used to these risks When I work I feel safe I cannot f*ck with you lazy ass niggas I will never love these trifling ass bitches As kids we was taught That snitches get stitches So why in the f*ck is Y'all hanging with these niggas? You niggas just around You ain't never made a difference I ain't really with that broke shit It's a sickness I'm really in my Goyard, nigga You the witness if you can't take the heat Get the f*ck up out the kitchen Bitch, I got it on my own Ain't nobody do for me I might've slowed down but I Ain't stopping with the lean Bitch, you irritating Get your number off my screen Came up off theft I ain't never served a fiend Niggas making petty thousands Tryna up it like it's cheese I can't gas up with these niggas That ain't doing shit for me And I mean it when I say it Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Feel like Melo in his prime I might give a nigga sixty At the set off cookie They can smell me in the city Cost a bail to get high You can't afford my addiction My mama told me stay up out them streets I ain't listen Turn a nigga block into Iraq in one minute Bidding wars with these labels But I'm staying independent If you owe a nigga cheese Pay it off or it's interest Brodie fell asleep off the juice, he a victim P drop, Triple S, shit I might grab some with him Where the Percocets? Shit I think I want me one I just bought a eight and put A line inside my cup i was making plays You was playing with a slut She gon' throw it at me You couldn't eat her if she drunk These niggas want verses I don't really give a f*ck Off juice last night, up early for the truck I might buy a 'Vette and Go pick two bitches up If you think you fucking with Me then you smoking 51s Bitch, I got it on my own Ain't nobody do for me I might've slowed down but I Ain't stopping with the lean Bitch, you irritating Get your number off my screen Came up off theft, I ain't never served a Niggas making petty thousands Tryna up it like it's cheese I can't gas up wit' you That ain't doing shit for me And I mean it when I Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Feel like, in his, I might give a nigga sixty At the set, cookie They can smell me in the city