MALEFICENT Lyrics

Pull the chalk out, it's a man down

If you think this is a game, you won't like how I play it out

Pull the chalk out, it's a man down

We drew up the plan so you know we got to

It's a late-night drive down a road full of hypocrites

Staring down a path so cold like Maleficent

New girl in the pass with her phone on ten percent

Rolling out the bay and you know I got to represent

It's a late-night drive down a road full of hypocrites

Staring down a path so cold like Maleficent

New girl in the pass with her phone on ten percent

Rolling out the bay and you know I got to represent

Don't test me, don't test me

My demons ain't left me

On that new level, my formula is deadly

Shorty on the side, and I know I'm so messy

I want to do right but my ego's a lefty

Going on a drive, said she wants a new Tessie

The way that she rides, feel the splash like a jet ski

I can't tell the clones apart like coca or Pepsi

Keep that little blade tucked on me like Wesley

I don't think 360, you talking to a real boss

Ask around the map, it's a fact we don't deal soft

Shorty nose rails off that powder, little bitch

Drug money make her legs open real quick

But I'm back, with an attack

My foot up on they neck, ain't no holding back

Dropping hits, cooling while that money stack

Said it on a track, next year we touching two M's

Cop a lotta jewelry but dropping few gems

And it's all the same shit, rolling with the gang shit

Pulling Glocks and pill bottles, proving bitches that we ain't shit

Same recycled lame shit, can't believe I'm saying this

So many people fall for this shit and

It's a late-night drive down a road full of hypocrites

Staring down a path so cold like Maleficent

New girl in the pass with her phone on ten percent

Rolling out the bay and you know I got to represent

It's a late-night drive down a road full of hypocrites

Staring down a path so cold like Maleficent

New girl in the pass with her phone on ten percent

Rolling out the bay and you know I got to represent

This a cold game but I ain't talking degrees

This is Florida bitch, people die with a breeze

How come every single motherfucker who rap got a Bentley

Or an iced-out wrist when they barely tip at Dennys

This a cold game but I ain't talking degrees

This is Florida bitch, people die with a breeze

How come every single motherfucker who rap got a Bentley

Or an iced-out wrist when they barely tip at Dennys

And it's all the same shit, rolling with the gang shit

Pulling Glocks and pill bottles, proving bitches that we ain't shit

Same recycled lame shit, can't believe I'm saying this

So many people fall for this shit and

It's a late-night drive down a road full of hypocrites

Staring down a path so cold like Maleficent

New girl in the pass with her phone on ten percent

Rolling out the bay and you know I got to represent

It's a late-night drive down a road full of hypocrites

Staring down a path so cold like Maleficent

New girl in the pass with her phone on ten percent

Rolling out the bay and you know I got to represent