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melvoni - curtains

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My name is Baby Mel so

But take out the Mel so then make the APM replace it

I move with a 38 comes with no shells and no tracin’

We turn your block from a full house into vacant, uh

They cannot hurt me, my killers lurking

We doing drugs and we don’t need a perky

Makin’ them nervous, everyone seen a body drop

We don’t do shit behind the curtains

They call me “Mel” but it ain’t for “Melly”

But bitch I’m still a menace

We see a opp and we send him to heaven

We comin’ for vengeance

Keep talkin’ cuz my mac still got like eleven

No plead and no beggin’

You see the gang but ain’t check in then prey to a motherfuckin’ reverend

Only God can save you, from me

Puttin’ a hole in your face like a bagel

I’m in the back in all black

And this jacket ain’t puffy it’s all straps

Heard the opp niggas rappin’ they all wack

Talk about what we did and it’s all facts

Talk about what they did and it’s all cap

Fuck around get your whole crew clapped

Whack-a-moley we get your whole crew whacked

‘Cause y’all niggas still on that hoe shit

I come through and we bully your whole clique

Hit ‘em up and I feel like a culprit

Got the drop I know just where your folks live

I call Retro we pull up and blow shit

We call police and we do not know shit

Got your neighbors like what’s that commotion

And we just keep knockin’ and knockin’ and knockin’ and knockin’

Your skull ‘til it open

And my niggas on that [?] My trigger finger ashy it need lotion

Put all the opps in the bag just like groceries

Ain’t gettin’ no bread but we still gon’ toast it

I been gettin’ this cake and my pockets is bacon

Im golden like Curry they see I’m Jamaican

Your bitch on my dick and I swear she so basic

Nut on her face and she just wanna taste it

I know all your friends

[?] [?] a lot of FN’s and Berettas

Stackin’ my cheddar

Your bitch see me doin’ my thing so she love the whole gang and you let her

You couldn’t do better, only do worse

[?] Hit him where it hurts

Hit him where it hurts, huh?

Fuck that I wanna put him on a shirt

I wanna put him in the dirt

I want him put hands on me first

Can’t let him put hands on me first

Hollow tips, hit ‘em up, rip ‘em up

Too bad, get repaired

Paramedics, pick him up, grip him up

And get him the fuck out of here

Come to your block and I’m throwin’ bombs

Ain’t need the assist I throw him the lob

My name is Baby Mel so

But take out the Mel so then make the APM replace it

I move with a 38 comes with no shells and no tracin’

We turn your block from a full house into vacant, uh

They cannot hurt me, my killers lurking

We doing drugs and we don’t need a perky

Makin’ them nervous, everyone seen a body drop

We don’t do shit behind the curtains

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