Da Menace

Yeah, man, y'all already know what the f*ck goin' on, man, rundown gang, man We got Drac's, Glocks, ARPs, 40s, nickels, and nines, man, on foe nem grave Niggas ain't tryna slide this way, so I tell them come catch me, on foe nem Get up with me, yeah, yeah I'm really the menace, hop out with this Drac get ta spraying like mace I dont really trust new niggas around me, I could care less get the f*ck out my face Run em down, think the lil' nigga knew that he was dead once he seen this Drac SRT, been spinning they shit all week get high tryna catch me a face Go, been standing on shit with bro, got Glocks tryna get me some more Catch him out, we tap his fro, hot shit pull off, you know that we gon Seen Glocks, he's screaming, no, but on live, talking about my bros They necks, we steppin' on, got Glocks, but these bitches ain't for show These niggas be bitches ain't tryna slide when I tell em get at me Shit be goofy, most of you niggas, I don't even know, so don't even @ me We been slidin' for weeks, but they never be out, so I diss em, and tell them come catch me I know one thing that might make em pop out me, fuckin' his BM in the backseat Got blood on my hand from knockin' his head off, hop in the V and we speed off Two turnt nigga, I really been spinning' they shit, this button gon' take a nigga head off High as hell, I'm sipping drank, got Thrax inna Wood, while I'm count bank Hop out blowing, we take his face, got shell catcher, won't leave a trace Slide right through the J, I got my J on, niggas ain't really tryna play ball When I slide, I leave my phone in the crib, they record onna hit that's a nay ball I can name one of the opps that was runnin' from me, what's his name? Lets Shoutout K-Ball Hop out blowing we take his face off, when they see us, they know to take off I'm really the menace, hop out with this Drac, get spraying like mace Ion really trust new niggas around me, I could care less, get the f*ck out my face Run him down, think the lil nigga knew that he was dead once he seen this Drac SRT, been spinning' they shit all week, get high tryna catch me a face Go, been standing' on shit with bro, got Glocks tryna get me some more Catch him out, we tap his fro, hot shit pull off, you know that we gone Seen Glocks, he's screamin', nooo, but on live talking bout my bros They necks, we steppin' on, got Glocks, but these bitches ain't for show I'm really the menace, hop out with this Drac, get spraying' like mace Ion really trust new niggas around me, I could care less, get the f*ck out my face Run him down, think the lil' nigga knew that he was dead once he seen this Drac SRT, been spinning' they shit all week, get high tryna catch me a face Go