Don't Do Melodies Lyrics

I don't even know who's number this is

I should, I mean I could call a bitch that'll make this song lit like on some like

She'll call, she'll answer talkin' bout fuck me and some more shit

Don't usually do melodies I really love this rap shit

Be spittin' lines that all these hoes be usin' for they captions

And niggas say they wit' it but they go missin' in action

If I step in the booth they know I'm spittin' it wit' passion

Hit the studio so much that me and my bitch, we get into it

Say she don't know who I'm wit', where I'm at or what I'm doin'

She don't know that all my goals and our relationship congruent

She be too caught up in all the hoes I talk bout in my music but

They ever disrespect they get a full clip

All white at the funeral like Cool Whip

I pulled up in that Charger they like cool whip

I'm only pullin' up at parties with niggas I'm cool with

All these niggas snakin' and fakin' they got some lowkey animosity

She like yo homie in my DM, and I'm like probably

He ever ask me how we doin' Imma spill him honestly

40 on his ass and now he dance like choreography

I'm really out here poppin' shit

Opps ain't never stoppin' shit

Talk about my failures but they quiet when I accomplish shit

When they hear my story they just sit there in astonishment

Like "Damn I understand why my bitch always throwin compliments."

You niggas did me dirt

I ain't hold no grudges in this shit I always made it work

Can't do nothin' bout no nigga bitch she see me she gone flirt

I done locced up all my hair I'm out here singing like I'm Durk and if you scared then go to church because I

Send his ass to God and then I ask him for forgiveness

Got to realize they be talkin' out they neck just for attention

Never said no names inside my songs they don't ever get mentioned cuz I

Never want to give no clout to those who should bare witness but

Disses don't get by I see you

You say that's yo bitch well then me too

290 Cary Parkway on my way to go fuck Bijou

I was sneakin' when both of my bitches could've been my bitch

But I always held one down no matter what she never switched

And now my glock came with a switch I swear to God that shit be funny

Niggas always talkin' down but they be broke ain't got no money

Say I'm scared to come outside I hit the town broad day it's sunny

Off that Henny or that Dusse I be movin' like a mummy

Y'all was in school tryna focus for y'all finals, poppin Addies

I was poppin' Ecstasy tryna send my addy to Gabby

I got a bad lil' bitch that top me told that little bitch relax me

You better not go trust no hoe that ever said she ever had me cuz

That bitch run her mouth too much

Couple bands I count it up

You know I can't let my niggas down you know they count on us

Trappin while in summer school you know I had the couches stuffed

Niggas play the middle man you know they on they Malcolm stuff

And I don't usually do melodies, oh-oh

Came a long way from gettin' felonies, mmm

And I don't usually do melodies, came a long way from gettin' felonies oh-oh

And I don't usually do melodies but I get in my feelings off this Hennessy oh

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