paroles de chanson Black Ark - Witcho Melo

Blow the chopper right back on his motherfuckin' head
Niggas blowin' smoke with guns, you step back, count to ten
Off the rip, these niggas tried to sell my Soul in debt
Bitch was tryna get with me when I was makin' bread
Off the rip, these niggas tried to offer me a deal
Boss that pull-up in the back, he tryna make a deal
Lions talk that shit too much, but they ain't hard to kill
I just tried my bitch too much, she talked to Dr. Phil
9 to 5 that brick alarm, that shit, that ain't the feel
Bitch so hot, she gave me that pussy, I know that shit was real
Off the rip, they tried to crash my whip and cut my wheels
I was buildin' shit at Ollie's, but they came to kill

As soon as I get that Draco, Imma end that war
Bitch gon' get me hard, push that "P" you're a Star
Down to your knees, not far
Bitch, don't get me started

I'm King Tut, I'm Melo
I move dope, in the ghetto
Tell your bitch, I'm better
I make plays, I'm better

Foreign whips, that push the start
I was breakin' these hoes, hearts
Late night drugs and Vsauce talks
Weed and cocaine, Molly rocks

On the road in Gucci, socks
Bang her till her couchie, pops
Light the bowl that crystal, sparks
Witcho got that fuckin', sauce

Nigga

Witcho Melo got the sauce, nigga
Witcho Melo got the product, nigga
I'm just tryna push a brick, nigga
Middle finger to the Feds, you feel me

Off the rip, she was fuckin' niggas
Like a bitch said she wouldn't do it
Yeah, I was gettin' head
From a bitch in a parking lot in my Subi

Suck my dick like a churro
Lick that shit when I come out
Dropped my bitch for a new one
Told new bitch come hang out
Lil bitch say she the plug
These niggas ain't showin' love
Dropped my bitch for a new one
Told new bitch come hang out

Blow the chopper right back on his motherfuckin' head
Niggas blowin' smoke with guns, you step back, count to ten
Off the rip, these niggas tried to sell my Soul in debt
Bitch was tryna get with me when I was makin' bread
Off the rip, these niggas tried to offer me a deal
Boss that pull-up in the back, he tryna make a deal
Lions talk that shit too much, but they ain't hard to kill
I just tried my bitch too much, she talked to Dr. Phil
9 to 5 that brick alarm, that shit, that ain't the feel
Bitch so hot, she gave me that pussy, I know that shit was real
Off the rip, they tried to crash my whip and cut my wheels
I was buildin' shit at Ollie's, but they came to kill