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Leps - Menace Lyrics



Leps - Menace Lyrics




I'm coming up now they plotting they hating
F*ck on your bitch swear to god we ain't dating
Call me the doctor 'cause i got the patients
All of that slithering swear that you snaking
Spending that cash like i'm living in Vegas
Gucci my belt i got gucci my fragrance
Dodging your bitch like we live in the matrix
I met my side bitch while on a vacation

F*ck on that other bitch
I might just f*ck undercover shit
I might just pass to my brother shit
Talking my shit I don't mumble it
Eat up your bitch like some bubble mint
Might drop a cheque on my other wrist
Pass around blunts like we juggle shit
Talking you'll run into trouble shit

Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
In that hoe mouth like a dentist
Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
Don't want a car if it's rented
Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
Sit back and count up the blessings
Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
Pray to god that I ain't stressing

I flex in the summer I flex in the winter
I'm f*cking that bitch then i'm hitting her sister
She got my wood in her hand like a splinter
You claim she a baddy you met her on tinder
Woah
I gotta run up a cheque
Walk in the room bitches breaking they neck
Praying to god that i'm next
I went to sleep and woke up on a jet

Add it up add it up
Shawty got ass then you back it up
Fake little bitch ain't attracting us
Somebody go get the manager
'Cause I cannot deal with the staff
I hit that bitch then I pass
Shawty I just had to smash
Counting the guala in love with the math
Flex in your face i'm in love with the cash
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I'm coming up now they plotting they hating
F*ck on your bitch swear to god we ain't dating
Call me the doctor 'cause i got the patients
All of that slithering swear that you snaking
Spending that cash like i'm living in Vegas
Gucci my belt i got gucci my fragrance
Dodging your bitch like we live in the matrix
I met my side bitch while on a vacation

F*ck on that other bitch
I might just f*ck undercover shit
I might just pass to my brother shit
Talking my shit I don't mumble it
Eat up your bitch like some bubble mint
Might drop a cheque on my other wrist
Pass around blunts like we juggle shit
Talking you'll run into trouble shit

Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
In that hoe mouth like a dentist
Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
Don't want a car if it's rented
Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
Sit back and count up the blessings
Bitch i'm a menace, menace, menace
Pray to god that I ain't stressing

I flex in the summer I flex in the winter
I'm f*cking that bitch then i'm hitting her sister
She got my wood in her hand like a splinter
You claim she a baddy you met her on tinder
Woah
I gotta run up a cheque
Walk in the room bitches breaking they neck
Praying to god that i'm next
I went to sleep and woke up on a jet

Add it up add it up
Shawty got ass then you back it up
Fake little bitch ain't attracting us
Somebody go get the manager
'Cause I cannot deal with the staff
I hit that bitch then I pass
Shawty I just had to smash
Counting the guala in love with the math
Flex in your face i'm in love with the cash
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Writer: Patrick McManus
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Leps
Length: 1:38
Written by: Patrick McManus

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