Lil C - Threats With A Melody Lyrics

I don't like long talk got a short temper I don't care what they say
I got a home boy that got shot up but he still pouring his drank
I got balenci and the fendi put it all on my babe
I'm sending threats with a melody boutta empty out this tank
I don't like bitches that don't even know me
Why have a gun when you don't even blow it
Call me your brother we not even homies
You phony
You don't know me
Killing you yeah that's the old me
Say you got a gun then show me
You a phony
You got me stressed
9 on me yeah I'm upset
Got no regrets
Rollie its up on my wrist
Bitch throw a fit
Not my problem I just dip
He met his death
When he tried to pull it out his waist
Always got it on me I aint going nowhere you better pull out your gun
Im rolling with rugers I'm rolling with glocks everything that we have got a drum
Everyone I call my brother they be making money we aint kicking it with bums
We was shooting and robbing now we living life and we just tryna have some fun
What you want
Im just tryna chill in Vermont
Not afraid to shoot you with this gun
You looking at me tell me what you want
I don't like long talk got a short temper I don't care what they say
I got a home boy that got shot up but he still pouring his drank
I got balenci and the fendi put it all on my babe
I'm sending threats with a melody boutta empty out this tank
I don't like bitches that don't even know me
Why have a gun when you don't even blow it
Call me your brother we not even homies
You phony
You don't know me
Killing you yeah that's the old me
Say you got a gun then show me
You a phony