Melo

[Intro]

Yeah, ha

Uh, you know what I'm saying

This is brought to you

By the illustrious Pimpire

Straight up, yo

[Verse]

After all that clout you chased, how the fuck you still out of shape?

They would've been gave me my flowers if I was fake (Fake niggas)

Native New York hate, if I was from out of state then I'd be Drake

But who am I to complain

Paper planes, Plane Janes, Tourbillon's, and Day-Dates

What a difference a day makes

I was just spraying a Playmate in her face (Mhm)

Now she banging gang baby cakes thinks she's playing in my face

But I know the game, therefore I know whеre to place my faith

Ace of Spadеs her ways, gotta call a spade a spade

It's a shame you got champagne taste but Kool-Aid for brains

Margiela tabbies

I done fucked all the baddies like Carmelo Anthony

Cut off so many freaks that fancy me, you might randomly meet an amputee

Bitches missing hands and feet like some damn Marines (Goddamn!)

Wearing fatigues blackberry brandy in a canteen looking like antifreeze

You need a man to fix everything, you a mechanic's dream

It's rare you see these hands in grease

The only chance it'll be is in Santorini, Greece (Uh)

You chasing rings but I'm a champion in the streets

But even when on a stacked team nothing is guaranteed

Bitch, what you think? I'm running a charity?

To receive a bag from me is feeding your vanity

It's like I'm Prince and you Vanity

You triggered but everything you seeing on Instagram's fantasy

Beauty is temporary like an Airbnb

When the cameras leave, the Mansory turns back to a Camry (Poof)

This is the way you choose between food or candy

Friends or family, a man handsome as me, a chimpanzee

If you scared to compete you can't win the Grand Prix

[Outro]

And that's me

Melo

Hello