Menace Lyrics

Know I'm a menace

I ain't never lied to my hittas

Keep it a rack like tennis

Money addiction

I can make a stack in a minute

Chop send a opp to the clinic I'm always winning

I ain't got no limit

Speeding with the windows tinted I might get a ticket

They say what you know bout' pain

Jitt what I'm rapping I'm living, listen to the lyrics

Need to keep me out your mentions

Sliding in a foreign engine

Glock with extensions

Youngin' done came to his senses

Shoot at whoever want vengeance

Put a hole in his tendons

Now that I got your attention

I just want me a million

For me and my children

We done T'd up in the venue

Got 100 racks in the Hilton

I got me a mistress

Booty sit up no Brazilian

I ain't seen the folks in a minute

It might be a killing, whole time it might be a killing

Feeling like Von The Villain

I came from the trenches

Now I got Cartier lenses

Can't blemish my image, Uh

Really in the field no scrimmage

We really in the field no scrimmage

They know I'm a menace

And I ain't got no feelings

If rap don't work then I'm robbing and stealing

Might go shopping for Robin's, Amiri's

Some Prada and Fendi I really been living

Gang caught a body can't speak on who did it

Know the cops and the opp's they be listening

Put a bag on his top he go missing

Word is he got popped with that glizzy or Draco

I'm a youngin' who chasing them Peso's

If I step in the booth then it's fuego

She know I got the sauce, Alfredo

I can't go nowhere unless I got Queso

Ima pop but I still gotta lay low

Ima let the check spread like it's mayo

On his block we gon spin no Teo

You know that I know they know I'm a menace

I ain't never lied to my hittas

Keep it a rack like tennis

Money addiction

I can make a stack in a minute

Chop send a opp to the clinic I'm always winning

I ain't got no limit

Speeding with the windows tinted I might get a ticket

They say what you know bout' pain

Jitt what I'm rapping I'm living, listen to the lyrics

Need to keep me out your mentions

Sliding in a foreign engine

Glock with extensions

Youngin' done came to his senses

Shoot at whoever want vengeance

Put a hole in his tendons

Now that I got your attention

I just want me a million

For me and my children

We done T'd up in the venue

Got 100 racks in the Hilton

I got me a mistress

Booty sit up no Brazilian

I ain't seen the folks in a minute

It might be a killing, whole time it might be a killing

Feeling like Von The Villain

I came from the trenches

Now I got Cartier lenses

Can't blemish my image, Uh

Really in the field no scrimmage

We really in the field no scrimmage

They know I'm a menace

Got keep a Glock know the opp's outside

If he fold then he not down to ride

If he keep playing get popped outside

Bro got the drop so we got to slide

Ran down on jitt I ain't got to hide

Sound bout' right, sound bout' right

Clip hold 5, 5 plus 5

Send my troops he won't survive

Yeah, yeah and that's on God on gang

Drop down know the Glock gon' bang

Got 33 shots know the clip gon' hang

Matter fact know the Drac gon' sing

He ain't got no stripes he ain't got no stains

Where I'm from all I know is pain

I'll blow a jitt brain fore' he snatch my chain

Everyday all I think bout' is winning

Want a big Cuban link with the ice on the pendant

On the road going city to city

Got neck from the flight attendant

Big bro caught a charge now he sitting in cells

I hope that they fight the sentence

Take off these braces I'm going to Johnny Dang

Cause I need a icy dentist

Know I'm a menace

I ain't never lied to my hittas

Keep it a rack like tennis

Money addiction

I can make a stack in a minute

Chop send a opp to the clinic I'm always winning

I ain't got no limit

Speeding with the windows tinted I might get a ticket

They say what you know bout' pain

Jitt what I'm rapping I'm living, listen to the lyrics

Need to keep me out your mentions

Sliding in a foreign engine

Glock with extensions

Youngin' done came to his senses

Shoot at whoever want vengeance

Put a hole in his tendons

Now that I got your attention

I just want me a million

For me and my children

We done T'd up in the venue

Got 100 racks in the Hilton

I got me a mistress

Booty sit up no Brazilian

I ain't seen the folks in a minute

It might be a killing, whole time it might be a killing

Feeling like Von The Villain

I came from the trenches

Now I got Cartier lenses

Can't blemish my image, Uh

Really in the field no scrimmage

We really in the field no scrimmage

They know I'm a menace