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I can't take it no more Menddoi

Shhh Shhh, Ha Yea Oh Oh (Blat) Uh Yea Yea, Blat Blat

Shhh Oh, Oh Oh Yea Oh Oh Oh Yea (Blat)

We blowing this shit up like bombers

Like lil' boy give me all your dollars

Run off your pockets nigga you got nada

We in this shit it get hot as a sauna

Step up to me lil' boy you want problems

I swear to god I feel like a whole father, the way I teach these niggas how to be ballers

We up in the H and lil' nigga we balling

Menddoi on this beat nigga and I'm proud ah

Balenci my shoes, diamonds my rosters

Fuck what y'all niggas say y'all get the drops up

Ima shock all y'all niggas like

(Huh) Just like a collar, the Glock on my hip yeah it wants to holler

These habanero wings yea they getting softer

The racks in my bank yeah that shit be growing

Me and my whole crew we having motion

Bitch broke up with me but I don't show emotion

Arab lil' ho and she wanna golf it, I told Menddoi just open the doors in

Told that nigga like durk, nigga just go spin

Ice on my neck that shit feel like shark fins, the way that it's wet and the way that's large

All of y'all niggas is sweet like some candy, about to wrestle this ho nigga like I'm randy

About to fuck on this bitch yea where is the plan b

Like get off your ass nigga go outstanding

Like suck on my dick bitch you demanding

Don't hang around Broke's nigga that's the damn thing

Take off on the plane then nigga we landing

And we keep the drums nigga like a band

And we keep the switches nigga like a transformer

Prada on my book bag not the Jansport

Cook all of the chicken nigga yea I need more

Fuck all of y'all bitches that ain't my whore

Turn off all the lights nigga close the damn door

Come here lil' baby I can show you much more

There's a whole world I think we can explore

Just give me your hand baby nothing much more

I can show you the plan baby if you get bored

We hop on the plane we is first to board

We hop on the stage we in the Corredor

Savion my nigga he keep the bands stored

We in the H and we counting up bands more

Eight O' Eights and the Hi-Hats I feel like Menddoi

I trust you nigga okay yeah that's for sure (Thats for sure)

(What what!) We blowing this shit up like bombers (Yeah Yeah)

Like lil' boy give me all your dollars (Uh uh)

Run off your pockets nigga you got nada (Uh Uh)

We in this shit it get hot as a sauna (Yeah Yeah)

Step up to me lil' boy you want problems (Yeah Uh)

I swear to god I feel like a whole father, the way I teach these niggas how to be ballers

Ballers, Ballers, Dollars

Ha Fa Na Got to get, Cheese like nacho

Shhh Shhh

I can't take it no more Menddoi