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Monaleo

Show You Sum

 

Show You Sum


(I'ma do it like that, YB)
Ayy, stick it up
Yeah, all 'bout my bread, brioche
Get you some money, good girl
Ayy, bitch

It's Leo, you don't gotta ask, you know it's me (Uh-huh)
Wherever I go, hoes notice me (Yeah, yeah)
I don't know one bitch cold as me (Yeah, yeah)
And we can't fuck on camera (Why?)
'Cause it ain't no exposing me
And I don't smoke but I'll roll a rap bitch up in the 'Wood, it's choking me
Hoes be thinking it's beef
Aight, bet, I'ma show you something (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma up with that motherfucking pole or something (Yeah, yeah)
Glock .43 X to your nose or something
We seen them shots you was throwing online
We thought it was funny we know it's nothing
Wherever I see you is where you gon' lay (Yeah, yeah)
Better have you a strap cause you know I'm clutching (Bitch)

Ayy, I don't have beef with none of these bitches, these hoes not my opps (Uh)
If the law see a clip with sticks and beams, no, them is not my props (The fuck?)
'Cause we got Dracs, AR-15s, knock a bitch out her socks (Boom, boom)
Stand over a bitch and empty the clip 'til it click, I'm not gon' stop (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, hoes only hard on Instagram, bitch, cut that live off (Ho-ho)
Hoes be thinking they queen bee 'til I come knock they whole damn hive off (Bitch)
'Cause I'll pull up to a rap bitch hood, then spray the whole block, then drive out (Boom)
7.62 hit her in the middle of her chest like a goddamn dry cough (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah, we got them sticks, now we finna rock out (Rock out)
Send me the addy, you know I'ma pop out (Pop out)
Pull up to your block, them shooters gon' hop out (Hop out)
Whenever it's smoke, the opps gone cop out (What?)
You ain't shooting shit, ho, put that Glock down (Bitch)
I'm going dumb just like I dropped out
Thinking she hard, she gon' get her ass knocked out
You don't want smoke you just want a shoutout (Pussy bitch)

You don't gotta ask, you know it's me
Wherever I go, hoes notice me (Yeah, yeah)
I don't know one bitch cold as me (Uh-huh)
And we can't fuck on camera (Why?)
'Cause it ain't no exposing me
And I don't smoke but I'll roll a rap bitch up in the 'Wood, it's choking me (Yeah, yeah)
Hoes be thinking it's beef
Aight, bet, I'ma show you something
I'ma up with that motherfucking pole or something (Yeah, yeah)
Glock .43 X to your nose or something (Yeah)
We seen them shots you was throwing online
We thought it was funny we know it's nothing
Wherever I see you is where you gon' lay (Yeah, ayy)
Better have you a strap cause you know I'm clutching (Bitch)

My team don't like when I go to the mall all by myself, I told 'em don't worry
Ayy, 'cause if a ho play at McDonalds, I'ma gun her down, then get a McFlurry (Woo, woo)
I can't beef with you, you thirty (Fool)
Thinking she clean, I'ma do her dirty
I love my Glock 'cause this bitch sturdy (What?)
Talk too much, ho, you too wordy (Yeah)
Bitch get off Instagram (Huh?)
You done met your match with a bitch like me 'cause I don't give a damn
Ayy, I'm getting booked, you overlooked, I'm counting up dividends
Ho say she gon' do this and that, okay, well you should've did it then
Yeah, now I'ma beat your ass to sleep just like your daddy did (Uh-huh)
They stand on business, ayy, if it's up in the air then it's stuck (Come on, ayy)
I ain't squashing shit, I don't want forgiveness (Yeah, yeah, uh-uh)
Ooh, I'll air this bitch out with the quickness (Bah)
Ain't no evidence, leave no witness (Uh-huh)
.223 gon' lift and rip her body, I ain't talking fitness, bitch I'm with it
Ayy, choppa in the trunk, Glock in my hand (Uh-huh, yeah)
If a rap bitch run up on me, it's a wrap like saran (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bah)
Ayy, AR in the trunk, Draco in my hand (Yeah)
If a rap bitch run up on me, I'm gon' flip her sedan (Yeah, yeah, boom, boom, boom)

It's Leo, you don't gotta ask, you know it's me
Wherever I go, hoes notice me (Yeah, yeah)
I don't know one bitch cold as me (Uh)
And we can't fuck on camera (Why?)
'Cause it ain't no exposing me
And I don't smoke but I'll roll a rap bitch up in the 'Wood, it's choking me (Ayy)
Hoes be thinking it's beef
Yeah, okay, I'ma show you something (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma up with that motherfucking pole or something (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Glock .43 X to your nose or something
We seen them shots you was throwing online
We thought it was funny we know it's nothing
Wherever I see you is where you gon' lay
Better have you a strap cause you know I'm clutching

Man, bitches be having me fucked up
Weird-ass hoes, weak-ass hoes
Stop telling people we beefing, bitch
I wouldn't rrt-pip even spit in your direction, crazy-ass hoe
And I don't wanna hear shit about, "Leo you doing too much, you doing too much"
Duh, I do too much bitch, look at my car, look at my house, look at my bank account
Bitch, add it the fuck up
Matter fact, I'm not doing too much, bitches just not doing enough, how 'bout that?
Now send that to your group chat, dumb-ass, dusty-ass, musty-ass, crusty-ass, non rapping-ass bitch
You done lost your rabbit-ass mind, ho
How you mad at a bitch who still can't get the club legally?
Like, "Huh?" Aw, it's giving sad, it's giving pathetic, it's giving embarrassing
Hoes know what's up with me, though
Monaleo, AKA big fucking Leo, the biggest, the youngest, and the richest
If you don't know, you finna find out real soon
The album is on the motherfucking way, I'm done letting you bitches breathe
Back on you hoes' necks

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