Yeah Hoe Lyrics

Yop know what the fuck goin' on

Now turn me up some on this bitch I'm through with this shit bitch

Ayy Melo mode come on

She steady asking am I my cheatin' I'm like yeah hoe

Goofy Nigga Spoke on Melo what you think that nigga dead for

The percs help me heal what you think I'm on these meds for

I'm the youngest big homie so what you think these niggas scared for

Right now I'm ridin' through the trenches Probably with one of my bitches

Finna run in where you living so you better hide your children

Treat the media like quarantine I need social distance

All my opps broke as fuck but always got me in they mention

I ain't performin' but in Miami but I'm rollin' loud

If I see a opp while I'm performin' I might blow the crowd

You throwin' it back lil' bitch I'm finna nut you gotta slow it down

But fucking around with her she might not because she want the child

They always tell me just to wait my turn but bitch I want it now

They always talkin' crazy on the net them niggas wanna die

I guarantee you call them when it's time they ain't gon' wanna slide

They must think this shit a game cause every time they run and hide

I dropped the wood but I ain't trippin' I just stepped on it

I told lil bro you wanna whip the work gotta put press on it

Your right gettin' tired so you gotta put your left on it

Now bitch I'm gettin' tired so lay down and put your breast on me

We just gon' save it for tomorrow like some leftovers

He thought we was his pops the way we put that fuckin' belt on em

They thought the sharks was fishing by the way we tryin' to catch somethin

I'm fuckin' up my city just for all the times they slept on me

We out here takin' care of shit Like a CNA now say free rock free tay

My gang tryin' to beat the state that real shit in me it was always in my DNA

It might just be your time to get left shit it might be today

Y'all know me I be like fuck rap this might not never drop

My opps mad that I'm goin' hard shit I might never stop

You got a gun but you ain't gon' blow it it ain't gon' never pop

We pull up on the side and make him lean he ain't gon' never wock (walk)

She hear my voice and get moded I just turn her up like

Yeah ho yeah ho come on

If we get the opps to drop we slidin' down we gon' burn it up like

Yeah ho yeah ho come on

You can't be playin' with the pills you gotta take the perks

Fiends say this ice ain't enough smokey make it work

Yeah I might let you fight my bitch she gon' mace you first

Can't lie this bitch bad before we fuck let me taste it first

These drugs got me out my body

I told the bitch I'm a horse you gotta get on top and ride me

I ain't gon' lie my man's gon' die if that nigga try to slime me

I might tweak you come around me all you pussy niggas grimy

Bitch you heard of 417 bitch we puttin' BTA

Boy you think this shit a game nigga this ain't GTA

You should've seen that nigga face when I hopped out with the

Yeah but what the fuck goin' on

Ayy melomode come on