MellyDaBratt - BrattMafia

Seat down watch the show
Brat mafia
Taking over yo city

Brat mafia aint play forshoo
Get murked bitch by the minute
Real bitches
With no snitches
Real hustlers with ambition

If you not tryna come up
Keep your distance
Moving in silence
Fuck an applause from the audience

Yeh yeh ok
Working 7 days a week
Bitch and we ain't gettin no sleep

Clock in clock out
Time watch getting tired of me
And i see
Bitches tryna get to me
My level
You cannot compete
Capish
Understand
Can't non of you lames

Be part of the mafia
Understand you'll be calling your momma
Made an oath to never tell
If you tell a tale
You'll get sent to your maker

Have y'all screaming
Lord help us
Is that a threat?
Hoe don't test
Us
Tryna come hard
Hoe come correct
You Say da wrong
Hoe we aim your chest

Q los q no puedes intender
La mafia q va controlar
El South y el west
Es mejor no meterse con
Migo
Te mando un signal
Tu lo sabras
Cuando la lagrimas em piensen rora

Yeh
What did i say
Bratt maffia
Ain't playing forsho
Get murked by the minute lil hoe
Real bitches
With no snitches
Real hustlers with ambition

So watch what you say
Watch what you say
When you mention
My name hoe
Telling on me
Bitch I'll aim at your face
Put it on me Careless what you say
Youssa broke Hoe
And you lame
Call up my goons
They'll know where you stay
Place day
Yeh
Ain't no heads up
Over here
Hoe we coming for the mf kill

Q los q tu cres q vas a ser
Ya sabes q a mi
No mi vas a pueder

Tu ser como yo
Ha
No Te le cress
Porq
Quien como yo

Querio q tu entiendas
Q Nadien mi va poder
Mi quieres movir
De mi lugar
Cálmate
No te valla hacir llorar
Mi sangre está fría
No te imaganes

Ami no mi importa
Lo q tu diga
Te suena la boca
Como una perica
Tu y tu amiga
Todas mi embedian
Pero yo si
Querien está donde estoy
Pero los pasas alos q boy
Siglo te tardarás
Para poderme alcanzar

Mafia getting money
That's we do
Don't get it confuse
Let me break it down for you

Ima bratt
Angelica from the rugrats
Get what I want
When I want too

I'm touching money
No job too
I love attention
Don't even try boo
You love attention
But beg for applause too

Acting like you real known
Let me give you some clout
With this shit that I wrote
Bitch you ain't shit
That's a fact
And I know

Thinking we don't know you fucking with
All that pussy you popping
Just to cop some shit
Hoe you aint classy
You raffish
All that ass you promoting
You a catfish
Seen you in person
You not bout no action

The mafia could never
Ask a nigga for some cheddar
Pimp this niggas
We know better

Melly don't play
When it come to her paper
You wanna play
You'll sent to your maker
Dis ain't no game

So stay off my lane
You tryna call
Who
Broke?

Hoe I'll go to your face
And make it rain
Afterwards
I'll have you picking my racks up
Tryna act up
That what you get

And I'll wipe you tears with a Benjy

If you wanna get silly
I got a list of hoes
Who gon feel me

Tuff talking
On the net
If you talking come
Direct
Why you lying
Saying I ain't got shit
Nvm that bitch
If I touch You
You better not tell
Is gon get worse
If you running to 12

Hands down
Hoes could never be like me
Got this nigga saying how
They gon wife me
Fuck a this nigha
Yes I said politely
Im to worried about getting
This money
Gotta do it for my folks
Ima go hard for em
Yeh you know
I ain't gon never fold
I do whtever to see them grow
And that's on period Hoe
You feeling though?
You bogus lames cannot feel me
You heard this shit
Now you don't want no smoke
Is mellydabratt
Hoe You already know
Now run this shit back lil hoe

Written by:
Yazmely Ortiz-Cisneros

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