Lyrics Mr. Take All Yall Bitches - Witcho Melo

You are gonna sue the state

Stand up, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

I was trappin' at the cut, makin' music, sellin' Dope
Got these bitches sellin' Love, got these bitches doin' Blow
I can get it for these hoes, I can get it on the low
Took Molly off the script, now these bitches wanna go

Can you really chase the Bag? Can you really flip this Dope?
Makin' money, hundred stacks, stack Coke up to the roof
Wear your blue like Blueface do, we just made it in the news
Got a brand new .45, that's just squeezin' on these fools

Yeah huh

I just pray, that little mommy, gonna make it by herself
Mr. and Mrs. Smith, ain't told us, not to play below the belt
I just caught a little nigga, now he tryna go and tell
Put the brick away, cause this ain't elementary, Show and Tell

Got a bad bitch, with some Nikes, just got out of jail
I'm a Scale bitch, Imma balance out, all these Grams
Got a Stork on my chest, baby girl with no dress
Give me head, I'm impressed, grab your ass, it's the best

SZB is a gang, and we're wearin' big ol' chains
Off the rip, I was tryna bless a Million for the gang
When they come, for your pockets, boy you better play the same
If you try to kill me, boy you better, have that fuckin' aim

I was trappin' at the cut, makin' music, sellin' Dope
Got these bitches sellin' Love, got these bitches doin' Blow
I can get it for these hoes, I can get it on the low
Took Molly off the script, now these bitches wanna go

Can you really chase the Bag? Can you really flip this Dope?
Makin' money, hundred stacks, stack Coke up to the roof
Wear your blue like Blueface do, we just made it in the news
Got a brand new .45, that's just squeezin' on these fools

Stack Coke up to the roof
Wear your blue like Blueface do, we just made it in the news
Got a brand new .45, that's just squeezin' on these fools