Like the 80's lyrics

[Intro: YNW Melly]
Ayy, ayy
Bratt
Big B, big G
If you see this clear

[Chorus: YNW Melly]
b*tch you know it's Melly baby, diamond shining on me like the '80s (On me like the '80s)
Pull up in a new Mercedes, hey lil' baby wanna be my lady? (Wanna be my lady?)
Melly never cuffing b*tches, you know I can never do relations (I cannot)
Pull up on 'em with a pistol and a bullet doing penetration (Grat grat)
I'm walking around with a .40 they say it's too big for my waist (Big for my waist)
She wanna f*ck on with lil' Melly and she know she got it for my brother, hey (Gotta f*ck my dawg)
Water whipping in the kitchen I can flip a pack for a band
Say she wanna f*ck Lil Melly, we pull up, we geekin' on Molly and hella Xans

[Verse 1: YNW Melly]
Get it (Yeah), whip out that motherf*ckin' crack (Yeah)
f*cking b*tches from the back (Ugh)
Givenchy, Giuseppe my hat (My hat)
Ferragamo shirt to match (Match), ooh whoa whoa (Whoa, whoa)
I'm like no no (Whoa whoa), we don't trust the po po (No, no)
Hot hot, this sh*t that I'm spitting is hot (It's fire)
I might just go and get some knots (What)
And f*ck a couple n*gga thots (Whoa, f*ck a b*tch)
Yes, yes, Melly go skeet on the breast (Yes)
You shove a di*k in a kitten (Huh)
I shove the di*k in her flesh (Her flesh)
Whip out the brick (Yes yes), oh you know me
Blood gang ooh shout out to my OG
Hey (Blatt), hey (SuWoo), I might go f*ck on your bae
I might go f*ck on your bae (Ah)
[Chorus: YNW Melly]
b*tch you know it's Melly baby diamond shining on me like the '80s (On me like the '80s)
Pull up on you in a Mercedes, hey lil' baby wanna be my lady? (Wanna be my lady?)
You don't really want relations with Lil Melly we don't do relations (We don't cuff these hoes)
Pull up on 'em with them, bullets and a choppa, leave 'em penetration (Ow)
I'm walking around with the Glock and they say it's too big for my waist (Too big for my waist)
You don't wanna be with my dogs I swear that they shooting all day (I'm shootin' all day)
They sent me to jail when I was a jit I was shootin' broad day (Broad day, broad day)
Caught that f*ck n*gga slipping beat his ass in the hallway (Caught you slippin' f*ck n*gga)

[Verse 2: Lil B]
Every time I wake up I'm seeing the same thing
Out in Florida tryna make my chain swing
Thank you base God I'm saying "Who he?" (Who he?)
Smoking all this purp I'm feelin' Gucci (The Beat Plug, the-the Beat Plug)
Call me big homie, I'm the big bruh (Big bruh)
Play your cards right and get your chips up (Chips up)
n*ggas talking sh*t but I can't hear 'em
I only see the money, I'm talking millions
Thank you base God I know you helped me (Helped me)
n*ggas is gon' die they disrespect me (Huh?)
I only want the money can you help me (Huh?)
These n*ggas gon' die they disrespect me

[Chorus: YNW Melly]
b*tch you know it's Melly baby diamond shining on me like the '80s (On me like the '80s)
Pull up on you in a Mercedes, hey lil' baby wanna be my lady? (Wanna be my lady?)
Rocking out with the woo rocking out the community
b*tch you know that it's Melly brazy cause these diamonds shining on me like I'm crazy (Wow, wow)
I'm walking around with a Glock they say is too big for my waist (Too big for my waist)
You know that we stay in the lot you know that we keep it one K (Stay with the Glock, Glock)
I'm whipping the dope out the pot I'm cooking and baking a cake (Beat it up, beat it up)
I'm whipping the dope out the pot I'm booking and baking a cake
[Outro: YNW Melly]
Yeah, G-Shock (Woah, woah, woah)
I might f*ck your b*tch in the meantime