MALO! Lyrics – MYNAMEMANUELLL
Singer: MYNAMEMANUELLL
Title: MALO!
I would be so f#cking mad if this song blew up
Manny, shut up
I got no ice on my wrists, ay
Talk and you meeting a fist, ay
I just be hitting a lick, ay
All of my music is sh#t, ay
I got yo’ b#tch on my lap, ay
I’m boutta f#ck on your dad, ay
All of your music is trash, ay
b#tch I be making my cash, ay
I got no ice on my wrists, ay
Talk and you meeting a fist, ay
I just be hitting a lick, ay
All of my music is sh#t, ay
I got yo’ b#tch on my lap, ay
I’m boutta f#ck on your dad, ay
All of your music is trash, ay
b#tch I be making my cash, ay
b#tch got caught sending nudes to my snapchat
Talking about me? I’ma f#ck up on your grandad
That boy want a feature so I’m giving him my cashapp
I’ma f#ck your b#tch, and I
Stop, cut the f#cking music
Manny you can’t spit
Shut the f#ck up, oh my god
Damn, you’re giving me cancer
Ay, you Manny on go, ay
p#ss# you don’t want the smoke, ay
She suck my dick and she choke
JK I’m playing b#tch I got a chode
Talking about me I’m taking your life
I’m on the run you can call me a bike
She got some #ss so I took me a bite
I had to did fast ’cause that b#tch was a dyke
b#tch I do not give a f#ck ’bout your drama
I chop that boy head with a f#ckin’ katana
I ran up on him while he was in pyjamas
One punch in the throat now he crying for mama
They’re hot like Co-Sama I leave him in agony
b#tch call me majesty, I’m on my cavalry
Tragedy, have glass at his balcony
You call it rap but this sh#t is a rhapsody
I got the paper and b#tch I be stackin’ it
Sending that p#ss# boy body in packages
Mad that I’m spitting more heat than a dragon
And I got more names than a mo’f#ckin’ activist
Next you b#tch think that you raw but you not
We bust in yo’ roof like the mo’f#ckin’ SWAT
That p#ss# boy knows he love blood, he love snot
I just bought the vet and I just had to
I got no ice on my wrists, ay
Talk and you meeting a fist, ay
I just be hitting a lick, ay
All of my music is sh#t, ay
I got yo’ b#tch on my lap, ay
I’m boutta f#ck on your dad, ay
All of your music is trash, ay
b#tch I be making my cash, ay
I got no ice on my wrists, ay
Talk and you meeting a fist, ay
I just be hitting a lick, ay
All of my music is sh#t, ay
I got yo’ b#tch on my lap, ay
I’m boutta f#ck on your dad, ay
All of your music is trash, ay
b#tch I be making my cash, ay
Ay, you know that Manny a goat
I got yo’ b#tch and I’m deep in her throat, ay
I got so she flow
f#ckin’ on that b#tch I’m leaving a note
I call your auntie, I tell her come get it
She telling your homies I’m f#ckin’ her better
When I pull up you know she let me enter
She tell me she miss me I gave her my sweater
Ay, I ain’t gon’ take her back home
f#ck at her dad’s and she giving me dome, ay
I gotta get a new phone
That b#tch was I should’ve been known, ay
I send a vid of her moan
Then I say thanks, I f#ck with a
Better be call it a stone
Dumping her ass, lowkey was grown, ay
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