menace Songtext
von Zack Fox
menace Songtext
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I′m a motherfucking menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
I'm a menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
Hopped out the ′Vette, money on deck
Me and all my niggas do whatever for a check
And the city wyling for the money and respect
When I'm sliding in that Hummer, babymothers rubberneck
Brand-new crib, mansion so spacious
Got more artillery than military bases
Like I'm in the Matrix, all I see is green faces
Try to pull a caper, I keep AKs adjacent
And I′m still geeked, my clique deep
We be in the gentle′, throwing dollars every week
Walking out the bank with them hundids and them 50s
I feel like a condom, ain't nobody fucking with me
Clique gotta eat, yeah, we gotta hustle
Big body truck spin the block like space shuttles
I′m a big stepper, turn small towns to rubble
Fucking with my brothers get you popped like some bubbles
Gold grill shining, Tesla S gliding
Hit autopilot, getting top while reclining
Swerving outta Casablanca back to Carolina
Now these diamonds on me blinding looking wetter than vaginas
'Cause I′m a menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
I'm a menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
Yeah
Yeah
I′m a motherfucking menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
I'm a menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
Hopped out the ′Vette, money on deck
Me and all my niggas do whatever for a check
And the city wyling for the money and respect
When I'm sliding in that Hummer, babymothers rubberneck
Brand-new crib, mansion so spacious
Got more artillery than military bases
Like I'm in the Matrix, all I see is green faces
Try to pull a caper, I keep AKs adjacent
And I′m still geeked, my clique deep
We be in the gentle′, throwing dollars every week
Walking out the bank with them hundids and them 50s
I feel like a condom, ain't nobody fucking with me
Clique gotta eat, yeah, we gotta hustle
Big body truck spin the block like space shuttles
I′m a big stepper, turn small towns to rubble
Fucking with my brothers get you popped like some bubbles
Gold grill shining, Tesla S gliding
Hit autopilot, getting top while reclining
Swerving outta Casablanca back to Carolina
Now these diamonds on me blinding looking wetter than vaginas
'Cause I′m a menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
I'm a menace, cold-blooded vicious
Niggas come out missing tryna fuck with the villains
When I hit the scene, paparazzi take pictures
Pockets so deep, it break space-time dimensions
Writer(s): Othello Houston, Dilip Venkatesh, Zack Fox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com