BTF Melody Lyrics

Ouuu ouuu ahhh (This that Btf Melody)

Yeah

This that BTF Melody

Ouuu ouuu ahhh ahhh (This that Btf Melody)

Ouuu ouuu ahhh ahhh

Ouuu ouuu ahhh ahhh (Yeah)

Perfecting my craft trying to get an award

I just go rap when a nigga get bored

They proud of me so it's prada i wore

Now a nigga getting money galore

I cannot see Btf getting poor

She like my jewelry I'm copping some more

Have you ever had the cops at your door?

Have you ever had the cops at your back?

Have you ever pushed the gas to the floor?

Have u ever gone and flip you some packs?

Have you ever thought about getting more?

Have you ever thought about tripling that?

Me and my nigga blew ten too quickly

And you know all of my niggas got blickeys

Shots at his neck gon' be worse than a hickey

I took what i could i wasn't raised to be pickey

On the way to Houston 'bout to pick up sum whitney

I copped me some gucci I copped me some fendi

I'm walking right out if that shit looking trendy

I hit it can't keep her i block her like mendy

I'm a gunner I'm still riding through chelsea

I ain't a killer but nigga don't tempt me

I got the right gun if this shit go lefty

Zip up that boy put his ass in a hefty

This that Btf melody

Sipping wokhardt this shit be my remedy

1942 I'm cool of the Hennessy

Said she love me these bitches be killing me

Know she want me i know that she feeling me

Flip the script she gon' turn to a munch

Eat the whole dick I'm talking bout literally

Told dat bitch she gon eat it for brunch

Yeah

I know that they prada me

They was hating but now they all follow me

Spoke to satan he knows not to follow me

Blessings coming my way i thank father Jesus

I was lost it felt like i was having seizures

I can't cap and say they wasn't no father figure

I was crying for help i was crying for nights only thing that i got was apologies

New whip push start no keys

Drama, karma no please

Step back like ginobli

Working nonstop kobe

Never no lamb you don't know me

Say I'm a hoe come show me

If i give you my trust don't hoe me

I done cut off alot of my homies

I dropped Scarface was feeling like Tony

I upgraded my vision no sony

You ain't believe me don't say that you told me

Hit it delete it before she can know me

Ain't got the time cause relations baloney

You can't compete with me if you ain't know

You can't come eat with me if you ain't tap in

Act like they fuck with me but they capping

I need the money up front fuck a backend

Pops always told me go get it keep stacking

Wake up the niggas who sleeping or napping

I got a dirty ex she be yapping

I got a clean ex no napkin

I got a clean ex no tissue

I need a new slate for that pistol

These niggas the new bait for the industry

You signed it's too late for your gimmicks

Then buy designer to keep up your image

Chop up that boy cant even think bout a clinic

Got me a foreign i remember the civic

Was at my lowest i didn't get no visits

But ima' show em this nigga ain't finished

Sipping on wokhardt this shit not no guiness

I'm moving her hair while she suck on my penis

This that Btf melody

Sipping wokhardt this shit be my remedy

1942 I'm cool of the Hennessy

Said she love me these bitches be killing me

Know she want me i know that she feeling me

Flip the script she gon turn to munch

Eat the whole dick I'm talking bout literally

Told dat bitch she gon eat it for brunch

Yeah

(Melody) Ouuu ouuu ahhh ahhh

Ouuu ouuu ahhh ahhh

Ouuu ouuu ahhh ahhh