Letras
Know what's good about your ting
Even though you're young, you're in all the eras, right?
No one can't deny you
People are scared of your pen and people respect your pen
When your pen's respected, it turns into a Shakespeare ting, right?
It turns different, it becomes that in the world now
You know what I'm saying? The pen is, you get me?
You can't deny the pen
That's what you're part of
Clear waste man when I indirect, yeah
Same waste man wanna come my sets
Fussy or call my name or eject, yeah
How many man I made primary jets?
When I rap 'bout ride outs, no one bled
Anyone I slapped, I saw them again
Niggas ain't saying my name with chest
I don't care when they bend
Like go on then, go on then, tell them I'll tell you again
Like criminal, I'm going on greedy again
Chipmunk, he got the sharpest pen
I'm blunt, but I mix weed and blem
Inspired them, now they want disrespect
Gotta keep these spitters and bloggers in check
God got me so I know I'm blessed
But can't even lie right now I'm vexed
Know yourself when you're in the booth
Anything I say, if it hurts, it's truth
Slap that prick, one shot, that's tooth
Could be all thirty, to me it's a youth
Checked online, an MC died
Could never be me but could've been you
Epiphany lyrically, physically, spiritually
He killed Chipmunk, could it be true?
I kill one, kill two, kill three, kill four, kill five
Kill six, kill seven, kill eight, kill nine
I kill ten, I kill them, I kill friends
I'm YNW Melly but with a pen
It ain't safe, place your bets
Couldn't walk in my crep
I'm King Kong, bang my chest
I look around, see everyone jumping on grime
Bet they're gonna go around wide
See me in the street and they call me a legend
Huh, you don't wanna come against I
If three times three make nine
Slap these rhymes, had my time like three times
See me at house rave, burst out my face
But this ain't dubstep, it's grime
Touch mic, I spit the truth and ting
Chipmunk live in the booth and ting
They think it's a game with me on the mic
'Til I kick an MC out the crew they're in
Fuckboy, this is life, it's not chess
But check me now, I can't let someone
Studio ting, more time when I cook
But God forgive me if I chef someone
I kill one, kill two, kill three, kill four, kill five
Kill six, kill seven, kill eight, kill nine
I kill ten, I kill them, I kill friends
I'm YNW Melly but with a pen
It ain't safe, place your bets
Couldn't walk in my crep
I'm King Kong, bang my chest
I kill one, kill two, kill three, kill four, kill five
Kill six, kill seven, kill eight, kill nine
I kill ten, I kill them, I kill friends
I'm YNW Melly but with a pen
It ain't safe, place your bets
Couldn't walk in my crep
I'm King Kong, bang my chest
I look around, see everyone jumping on grime
Bet they're gonna go around wide
See me in the street and they call me a
Huh, you don't wanna come against I