Yung Flex - These No Melody Beats Still Go Hard Lyrics

Walk in the venue, I'm gripping my blade
Nigga talk to me wrong, he get stabbed in the face
You best get to the back if you ain't finna rage
I go stupid on stage, then your bitch give me brains
I put dick in her throat, make her puke on her titties
I need that consent though, only if she with it
Just got done performing, she asked if I'm busy
The back of her whip, move her neck like a pigeon
Oh your niggas crazy, well my niggas cut throat
Smell like an Exxon, we keep a blunt rolled
3 and a half stuffed inside of the fronto
Chopper gon' hit 'em, it sound like a drum roll
Feeling like Ichigo, we keep them hollows
She heard that we Shini Gang, your bitch gon' swallow
We do what we want and these f*ck niggas follow
Drum on the glick, that bitch sound like a blast beat
Y'all got me sick, f*ck around, get your ass beat
I run it up like a motherf*cking track meet
Go rounds with your bitch like a motherf*cking athlete
My boys like Hardy, your boys more like Backstreet
Y'all cannot get my level, sadly
Your bitch wan' me nut on her face, gladly
Jump in the pit and I'm throwing some bows
I don't got no time for these motherf*cking hoes
I don't f*ck with you so just leave me alone
Might f*ck the whole venue up if you let me
Scene bitch in my DM, she saying XD
Saying that she'll top me off with her bestie
Bitch I am hated like Slipknot
Don't get your shit rocked
Murk you off, put it on Tik Tok
Billy Joel, bitch I'm a big shot
Bitch I'm a psycho, no Hitchcock
Watch, bitch you could get clocked
I'm with my dogs just like Cerberus
You say that you never heard of us
Imma make sure that you heard of us
Me and my niggas is murderous
Watch out when we get to murdering, bitch