[Intro]
Mmm, Melvoni

[Verse 1]
What you know about slums?
Where I'm from, you owe the hood
And you payin' back with blood
'Cause there ain't no actin' up
When them n***as after ya
You talk tough, better back it up
Pussy bitch'll get backed down (Baow)
And I ain't come to wrestle, 'cause this ain't no smackdown
All he see is a blackout, can't get back now
Got my gun in the background (Baow)

[Chorus]
I'm in the booth with the stick on me now
I'm in your girl room, she like, "Dicka me down"
I'm like, "What about your man?" And she think he a clown
He gon' get clapped 'cause he thinkin' he down
He makin' that noise 'cause he thinkin' he loud
'Til my n***as come and we quiet him down

[Verse 2]
I only got one in the chrome
So ain't no missin', I aim one at his dome (Baow)
I'm with the thugs and shit
I'm with the dubs and shit
I'm with some A's in this
I roll with them Bloods and Crips
You knew what it was, lil' bitch
I ain't with the internet thuggin' shit
Like, where is you? (Is you)
It only take two shots to clear the room (The room)
I feel like I'm 2Pac before the tune (The tune)
And I could get you shot and smell all the fumes
And I'm lookin' for headshots, not no leg shots
With a sniper, but ain't no zoom (No)
I'm wearin' black in the back of the party
Pour up the Henny, I don't do Bacardi
And I got the glizzy, so don't be retarded
Load up the semi and aim for your target
[Bridge]
I am a top shotta, the Don Dada (Top shotta)
And my n***as ready for war
You know that I split māthās, smoke opp grabba
They say, "Mel, ya gone too far"
They know I'm the top shotta, the Don Dada
And my n***as ready for war
They know that I split māthās, smoke opp grabba
They like, "Mel, ya gone too far"

[Verse 3]
I don't give a fuck what you sayin'
'Cause I ain't playin' with no pussy ass, lil' boy
I'm with the thugs and shit (Baow)
I'm with the dubs and shit
I'm with some A's in this
I roll with them Bloods and Crips
I'm with some thugs and shit (Lil' bitch, krrah)
I'm with the dubs and shit (Krrah)
I got some A's in this
I roll with them Bloods and Crips

[Chorus]
I'm in the booth with the stick on me now
I'm in your girl room, she like, "Dicka me down"
I'm like, "What about your man?" And she think he a clown
He gon' get clapped 'cause he thinkin' he down
He makin' that noise 'cause he thinkin' he loud
'Til my n***as come and we quiet him down
[Outro]
Chrome
'Til my n***as come and we quiet him down
Thug