Melody Man Lyrics

Puf puf in my flat, in my flat

Puf puf in my flat

What did you do preacher?

To a mighty creature

You haven't improved

You turn it into a funny figure

How can men give lectures, to nature

By taking a pair of testicles

New breeds ain't a miracle

Forgetting being killable

Creates criminals

Eating edibles like cannibals

Acting like a god without honor

Producing like they all in a label

Wrestling with order

Call me Chad Gable

Customers have more orders

Than gamblers

I'm like, Hulk Hogan

Leading New World Order

Boarding on a hoverboard

Destination is Poland

Shouting "Real American"

Hanging with Lil Yachty

Making Neo Nazis angry

It's cool, cool they can't reach me

I'm puf puf in my flat Bomonti

Shoutout to my homie

"Taha the Monti"

Valhalla in my body

Ram Das the new Gandhi

How can I still whining

While I am the wine merchant

From Nazareth

Virtual dance in my head

Derealization stops me from death

Bending backs like

Bane breaking bats

The way I manage like "Gustavo"

Luis or the Fring or the Bruno

Collecting titles like "Sammartino"

Four thousand and forty days

Still top five anyway lemme say

I'll be jamming "Jay"

Clashing like "AJ", Crushing on "AJ"

Not in a gay way

Flowing like "Zay"

That's all folks for today

Puf puf in my flat, in my flat

Puf puf in my flat