MAYHEM ft. venusgrl! Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta mayhem

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Nigga, you run up, you will get done-up

Slide every day like the motherfuckin' sun-up

Think you ahead, but nigga, I'm one-up

Out here with Venus, we finna turn-up

He come outside and I'm makin' him run

We in the Raq with a whole lotta guns

Boy where your bitches? 'Cause I don't see none

Your bitch is a lick, I'ma smoke her for fun

Slide on your block and I'm causin' the mayhem

On his knees, but the Lord can't save him

He get on feet, on my dead, I'ma chase him

And my demons just told me to take him

We in the Raq with a whole lotta glocks

Don't know how to act, guarantee you get popped

Bitch, look at my wrist, it's a rock

And my piss, it's some wock

Now I clutch it and boom

I'm the highest in the goddamn room

First time gettin' kicked out the school

Had to find a new home in the stu

Hell yeah, get a clue

Throw B's, but I only smoke blue

Yeah, get a clue

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Get a clue

Nigga, I'm Venus, who the fuck is you

If you ain't know me, I like gettin' money

I like gettin' high, and fucking bitches too

And if it's a bitch nigga who got a problem

You know that my niggas gon' hop out and shoot

And these niggas don't think cause I'm chosen

Wonder why I'm so blessed, I never said I'd shoot

Yeah, all these niggas love me

Like my name is Raymond

Bitch, you already gave me head

What the fuck, I look like staying

Bitch, my name not Clark Kent

It's not no ho that I'm saving

The way I'm drinkin' Henny

Out the bottle, I might go super saiyan

Bitch, yeah

Niggas ain't about action

I ain't fuckin' that bitch, cause that bitch a distraction

I can't fuck with no fan

She be postin' my shit cause she want a reaction

I be watchin' and laughin

I be touchin' her gut like I'm plannin' extraction

Cuddy know I'm a demon

Let me charge up, then he put me in action

Fuck interaction, never was actin

Act like he hard and I'm sendin' him packin

What's a reaction, 10 on my fashion

He tell me beat it like I was a Jackson

Fit was so hard, I don't need a caption

Where's your bars? Like why is you rappin

Nigga, where's your bars

If you ain't sell your soul, you would not be a star

Comin' in hard like r, went too far

I ain't no Cardio, but I'm in his heart

Went too hard, been too smart

Za look like Barney, that's in the cart

Hard like r, went too far

I ain't no Cardio, but I'm in his heart

Went too hard, been too smart

Za look like Barney, that's in the cart

Hard like art, bitch, that's in the cart

Yeah, bitch, that's in the cart

Hard, bitch, that's in the cart

Yeah, yeah, that's in the cart

That's in the cart