MONSTER Lyrics – Che

[Part I]

[Intro: DJ Rennessy & Che]
It’s never enough
More Bass, rage

[Chorus: Che]
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Say what? Woah, woah)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Yes)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (I told you)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (A monster)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (A monster)B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (A monster, yes, sir)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Racks)
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah, woah
I sip that lean like I’m sick (Let’s go, hey)
I sip that lean like I’m sick (I’m turnt up)
I sip that lean like I’m sick (Let’s go)
I sip that lean like I’m sick, woah

[Verse: Che]
I pop that molly, go ape (Pop, woo)
I pop that molly, go ape (Pop, woo)
I just spilled Hi-Tech all on my shoes (N!gga)
I just spilled Hi-Tech all on my shoes (Monster)
All of my n!ggas, they shoot out the roof
That boy off the chain, my dog, it go oof
That boy off the chain, my dog, it go oof (Black, it’s Chicago, n!gga)

[Chorus: Che]
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Say what? Woah, woah)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Woah, woah)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Yes, monster)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (I told you)

B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (A monster)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (A Monster)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Monster, yes, sir)
B!tch, I’m a monster off molly (Racks)
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah
Yeah, I’m taking molly with your b!tch, yeah, woah
I sip that lean like I’m sick (Let’s go, hey)
I sip that lean like I’m sick (I’m turnt up)
I sip that lean like I’m sick (Red)
I sip that lean like I’m sick, woah

[Outro: Che & DJ Rennessy]
I pop that molly, go ape (Pop, woo)
I pop that molly, go ape (Pop, woo)
I pop that molly, go ape (N!gga)
I pop that molly, go ape (Monster)
I pop that molly, go ape (Woo)
I pop that molly, go ape (Woo)
I pop that molly, go ape (Woo)
I (Black)
N!gga (Black)
(Black, black)
It’s never enough (Black)
Hold up, trim, hold on, trim, hold on, trim, hold o—

[Part II]

[Intro: DJ Rennessy]
Bass Killer, turn me up

[Chorus: Che]
B!tch, run for your life, yeah
I’m not on no Sprite, yeah
All of my diamonds, they bright, yeah
My s*it like Mike Tyson (Black, black)
Wrist saw too many nights (Woo)
We roll block like dice (Woo, let’s go)
Ayy, fu*ked that lil’ punk nurse
Ayy, on my neck, that ice (Black)
Stir that pot like rice (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, turn up)
Stir that pot like rice (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, turn up)
All these bad b!tches, oh my God, I love my life
YSL b!tches on my d!ck, I let her bite (Woo)
All these b!tches, they on my d!ck, never had to be like a
Trey (Woo)
I seen fifteen b!tches (Fifteen), yeah, I fu*k fifteen b!tches (Woo)
I’m finna take all of ’em (Take all), my d!ck fifteen inches, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Che]
Pu*sy better run for you life (Let’s go, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
My shooter, my shooter don’t miss (Woo)
My shooter, my shooter don’t miss (Black)
My shooter, my shooter don’t miss (Black)
My shooter, my shooter don’t miss

[Chorus: Che]
B!tch, run for your life, yeah
I’m not on no Sprite, yeah
All of my diamonds, they bright, yeah
My s*it like Mike Tyson (Woo)
Wrist saw too many nights (Woo)
We roll block like dice (Woo, let’s go)
Ayy, fu*ked that lil’ punk nurse
Ayy, on my neck, that ice (Black)
Stir that pot like rice (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, turn up)
Stir that pot like rice (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, turn up)
All these bad b!tches, oh my God, I love my life
YSL b!tches on my d!ck, I let her bite (Woo)
All these b!tches, they on my d!ck, never had to be like a tryke (Woo)
I seen fifteen b!tches (Fifteen), yeah, I fu*k fifteen b!tches (Woo)
I’m finna take all of ’em (Take all), my d!ck fifteen inches, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Che]
Pu*sy better run for you life (Let’s go, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah, my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah
Pu*sy better run for you life (Pu*sy better run for you life, yeah), my shooter, my shooter don’t miss, yeah