Blue balenciagas – Ynw Melly lyrics

Lyrics Blue balenciagas – Ynw Melly

We gon’ pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers
Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas
I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas
Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody
F**k all of that talking, we can go to war
Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard
I got something that’ll put you out your misery
Seven horses, two five point five six in two-two-three.

With that K, broad day, we hop out and spray
Young n***a world, young n***a way until my dying day
You ain’t ’bout that action, boy let’s not pretend
Caught you lacking after school and shot at all your friends
It go like one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Unload the clip, reload the clip, and then you spin again
And if they out when you come back then b***h you spin again
Congratulations, I just taught you how to spin a Benz.

We gon’ pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers
Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas
I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas
Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody
F**k all of that talking, we can go to war
Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard
I got something that’ll put you out your misery
Seven horses, two five point five six in two-two-three.

Two-two-three, AR-15
Carbon-9’s, they all on me
F**k with me, you get murked
It ain’t s**t to put a p***y n***a on a shirt
F**k all that talking, we all ’bout that action
We pull up with pistols, you know that we blasting
These niggas ain’t really on it, they p***y
I swear they got all these niggas doin’ magic
Hold up, ash it, I wanna f**k her
P***y run up, we gon’ put him on a t-shirt
With it, yeah, with it
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Pull up on me with a TEC, huh
Run up on me, you get whacked n***a
F**k with me like no regret
I got some niggas who really be with it
You niggas p***y, you p***y or friendly
You niggas p***y, you don’t want no action
All of my niggas will turn you to past tense
We got Glocks with hundred rounds, huh
Catch an opp, kill an opp, lay him down
F**k with us, you get murked, facts n***a
Big B’s, double-O twenty-ten-nine, this brrat n***a.

We gon’ pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers
Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas
I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas
Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody
F**k all of that talking, we can go to war
Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard
I got something that’ll put you out your misery
Seven horses, two five point five six in two-two-three.

Yeah, Melly baby
And I’m back, yeah, yeah-eah
I’m on a whole ‘nother fuckin’ wave bro
Can’t even swim with this s**t I’m spittin’, hah
(young n***a world baby, young n***a world baby
Young n***a ways, yeah yeah)
I’m with them sharks f**k n***a, I’m for real, heyyy.
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  1. April 5, 2018

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