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show you sum - monaleo lyrics

[ chorus ]
it’s leo, you don’t gotta ask you know it’s me
wherever i go hoes notice me
i don’t know one b*tch cold as me
and we can’t f*ck on camera (why?)
cause it ain’t no exposing me
and i don’t smoke but i’ll run a rap b*tch up in a wood it’s choking me
hoes be thinking it’s beef
ight bet i’ma show you sum
i’ma up with that motherf*ckin pole assum
glock 43x to ya nose assum
we seen them shots you was throwin online
we thought it was funny we know it’s nothing
wherever i see you is where you gone lay
better have you a strap cause you know i’m clutching
[ verse 1 ]
aye ion have beef with none of thesе b*tches
these hoеs not my opps
if the law see a clip with sticks and beams no them is not my props
cause we got drake’s , ar*15’s knock a b*tch out ha socks
stand over a b*tch and empty the clip till it cl!ck i’m not gone stop
aye hoes only hard on instagram b*tch cut that live off
hoes be thinkin they queen bee
till i come knock they whole d*mn hive off
cause i’ll pull up to a rap b*tch hood
then spray the whole block then drive off
762. hit her in the middle of her chest like a god d*mn dry cough
yeah, we got them sticks now we finna rock out
send me the addy you know ima pop out
pull up to yo block them shooters gone hop out
whenever it’s smoke the opps gone cop*out
you ain’t shootin sh*t hoe put that glock down
i’m going dumb just like i dropped out
thinking she hard she gone get her ass knocked out
you don’t want smoke you just want a shoutout ( p*ssy b*tch )
[ chorus ]
you don’t gotta ask you know it’s me
wherever i go hoes notice me
i don’t know one b*tch cold as me
and we can’t f*ck on camera (why?)
cause it ain’t no exposing me
and i don’t smoke but i’ll run a rap b*tch up in a wood it’s choking me
hoes be thinking it’s beef
ight bet i’ma show you sum
i’ma up with that motherf*ckin pole assum
glock 43x to ya nose assum
we seen them shots you was throwin online
we thought it was funny we know it’s nothing
wherever i see you is where you gone lay
better have you a strap cause you know i’m clutching
[ verse 2 ]
my team don’t like when i go to the mall all by myself
i told em don’t worry
cause if a hoe playing mcdonalds ima gun her down then get a mcflurry
i can’t beef with you, you 30
thinking she clean ima do her dirty
i love my glock cause this b*tch st*rdy
talk too much hoe you too wordy
b*tch get off instagram
you done met yo match with a b*tch like me
cause i don’t give a d*mn
aye im getting booked, you overlooked
i’m counting up dividends
hoe say she gone do this and that
okay well you shoulda did it then
yeah now ima beat yo ass to sleep just like yo daddy did
let’s stand on business
aye if it’s up in the air then it’s stuck
ian squashin sh*t i don’t want forgiveness
i’ll air this b*tch out with the quickness
ain’t no evidence leave no witness
223. gone lift and rip her body ian talking fitness
b*tch i’m wit it
aye choppa in the trunk glock in my hand
if a rap b*tch run up on me it’s a wrap like saran
ar in the trunk draco in my hand
if a rap b*tch run up on me
i’m gone flip ha sedan
[ chorus ]
it’s leo you don’t gotta ask you know it’s me
wherever i go hoes notice me
i don’t know one b*tch cold as me
and we can’t f*ck on camera (why?)
cause it ain’t no exposing me
and i don’t smoke but i’ll run a rap b*tch up in a wood it’s choking me
hoes be thinking it’s beef
yeah okay i’ma show you sum
i’ma up with that motherf*ckin pole assum
glock 43x to ya nose assum
we seen them shots you was throwin online
we thought it was funny we know it’s nothing
wherever i see you is where you gone lay
better have you a strap cause you know i’m clutching
[ outro ]
man b*tches be having me f*cked up
weird ass hoes, weak ass hoes
stop telling people we beefing b*tch
i wouldn’t even spit in yo direction crazy ass hoe
and ion wanna hear sh*t about leo you doing too much
you doing too much
duh i do too much b*tch
look at my car, look at my house , look at my bank account
b*tch add it the f*ck up
matter fact i’m not doing too much b*tches just not doing enough
how bout that?
now send that to ya group chat
dumb ass, dusty ass, musty ass, crusty ass, non rapping ass b*tch
you done lost yo rabbit ass mind hoe
how you mad at a b*tch who still can’t get the club legally
like huh? aww it’s giving sad, it’s giving pathetic
it’s giving embarrassing
hoes know wassup with me tho
monaleo a.k.a big f*cking leo, the biggest, the youngest, and the richest
if you don’t know you finna find out real soon
the album is on the motherf*cking way
done letting you b*tches breathe
back on you hoes necks

- monaleo lyrics

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