S.O.G Menace - Menace

Sog smoking pog
Fuck a meet & greet
Pick up 6 I can front you three
Just know it's a fee
You in the mix fumbling in them streets claiming that you eat
Yeen legit gone & have a seat it take money to beef

Niggas contemplating but I'm concentrating nigga make a move
I play it cool look em in his eyes befo I spray that tool
Fuck the rules I can't let shit slide he won't make the news
Coming soon expect anything else then you a fucking fool

Ain't have to hear the through grape vein niggas been some haters
Got yo bitch on all 4's while I penetrate her
Fuck the tit Fa tat send you to ya maker I'll see em later
Bullets big as craters think they heard enough gangsta shit time to kick some flavor

Why you buying all this shit ain't even got no whip
Why got the latest gen glock can't even fill the clip
These niggas sad hoes trash push em off a cliff
Show you niggas how to shoot a movie come and flip the script

Beef we at your grill & ain't no spare ribs
Ran it up still In the field don't speak on where I live He a clown we gone spin
Back round no adlibs
Bitch this brown Ain no Gin Ain't around zip his kinn

SOG & Rixhbaby leave u slumped in a lake
Counting money hoe I'm great got yo bitch tryna rape
I'll boost the murder rate stay the fuck out my way
Beat down ya block like 808's we gone shoot for the Take

Catch a opp he do a fire drill stop drop & roll
Repenting but I'm full of resentment I gotta take his soul
My youngin pro post up like shaq and he get the give and go
Throwed round this bitch yelling match it because he like to smoke

Been sipping lean since I was 12 nigga
Yea nigga in a drop rolling up some dead niggas
And you know I got a down bitch I get det bread wit her
Can't be in the trap wit hard legs end up fed nigga

If you scared say u scared nigga
Talk alot shit thinking he hard you a Ted nigga
No pill pop Ain gotta do it off no meds nigga
Bluetooth been connected in other words I'm prepared nigga

If u like shiesty you gone love a menace
We break all the racks and get it back but I don't play no tennis
Jab all in her mouth then kick her out cuss she was just a tenant
Heard he got hit up in a fishbowl he should've let me tint it

Bitch We really live the life you rap about why u pretending
Chasing pennies and bitches how u gone make it out the trenches
Told det hoe don't need a stimmy
Watch how quick a nigga flip it
Bussing niggas if I'm tempted
No face I won't do a sentence

Written by:
De'Von Burton

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