ynw melly- blue balenciagas ~ slowed + reverb

i do not own copyright to this song.

[@kymwaters7066]

He’s the best slowed down person

[@emmanuelbernard3737]

FAXSSS

[@ethaneppstein4946]

Ikr

[@Imhim336.]

It’s between him & Thug also Trippie 💯

[@10kAndrew_]

My grandma is slower 🥱

[@BANDO2232]

And that’s on my mama

[@tueresdios3453]

i like how he rap about violance, killings, blood, and guns in a music box instrumental with an angelic voice.

[@Frfrfrfr1]

Hahahahhaha he did it in 223s, blue balenciagas, murder on my mind and some more

[@jeremy2078]

This is sooo good

[@KatieSalamanca]

This song should never end

[@clupzxy-_-4469]

UNDERRATED ASFFFFF

[@clupzxy-_-4469]

WOW I just found a comment section that isn’t toxic that’s weird

[@anthonycuaron]

fax bro

[@spotr6193]

Yeah daddy 😩😩😩

[@xoqrk1823]

THIS DESERVES MORE LIKES-

[@Ayyklo]

1:15 congratulations I just taught u how to spin a benz

[@chetlewis7525]

1:54 make me wanna fight some ppl

[@alvinala6830]

i cant stop listenning to this

[@lucasmonckton6359]

This makes me wanna go expose all my best friends for some reason 😭😭

[@yurrrtt2536]

fax😭

[@chetlewis7525]

Fr😭

[@trenchkid99]

YNWorld, YNWay until my dying day! 🖤

[@eazyduzit90]

as a white guy, fax

[@logansnow224]

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers

[@comebackfrz]

My favorite part is when he flips the disc

[@yurrrtt2536]

2:40 best part

[@cultureslol4607]

Still is

[@esameishaya1087]

Thank you

[@eseydevi21]

Damn Fire 👑👑👑

[@caesarburdett3967]

Bro this must took a long time good job 👏

[@caesarburdett3967]

This is the best song

[@th9.99]

Such a mood bruh

[@zionplatero1237]

Hella fire like damn its a vibe💯🔥🏝

[@user-os9lu8bq8c]

Yall can thank DJ SCREW for this! He would of mixed this one crazy! RIP Robert Earl Davis

[@harpermushrush9024]

This hits hard full blast with air pods

[@IcyRBLX.]

Your eyes - Your smile - Your Hair, Harper, Will you be mines?

[@cameronoklol2818]

Amazing

[@peterissalvis102]

This is gassss

[@esameishaya1087]

Yo i lisen to this for my exersize

[@J5iveeeVlogs]

I was singing dis word for word

[@maddie4384]

make this for a hour i subsribed

[@carlyjohnplaya3439]

Shit is so Htown...miss that 713, posted up in that 503...

[@ukii1254]

Who else listening in June, 2021 🤝

[@chetlewis7525]

Me

[@slixx_william9520]

Gas asf

[@dylwlr8300]

This song make me wanna sleep on my ceiling

[@AveryHang]

#FREEMELLY

[@christontucker]

🔥🔥🔥

[@verifiedpanda7611]

Yo Ngl this man had a gift he can make bust dawn by blue face a sad song. Ps make a song 🤫

[@poopbut1465]

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that .40, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three With that K, broad day, we hop out and spray Young Nigga World, Young Nigga Way until my dying day You ain't 'bout that action, boy, let's not pretend Caught you lacking after school and shot at all your friends It go like one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten Unload the clip, reload the clip, and then you spin again And if they out when you come back then bitch, you spin again Congratulations, I just taught you how to spin a bend We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that .40, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three Two-two-three, AR-15's Carbon-9's, they all on me Fuck with me, you get murked It ain't shit to put a pussy nigga on a shirt Fuck all that talking, we all 'bout that action We pull up with pistols, you know that we blasting These niggas ain't really on it, they pussy I swear to God all these niggas dramatic Hold up, actually, I wanna fuck her Pussy run up, we gon' put him on a t-shirt With it, yeah, with it Pull up on him with a TEC, huh Run up on me, you get wet, nigga Fuck with me, that you'll regret I got some niggas who really be with it You niggas pussy, you pussy or friendly You niggas pussy, you don't want no action All of my niggas gon' turn you to past tense We got Glocks with hundred rounds, huh Catch an opp, kill an opp, lay him down Fuck with us, you get murked, facts, nigga Big B's, double-O twenty-ten-nine, this brrat, nigga We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that .40, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three Yeah, Melly, baby And I'm back, yeah, yeah-eah I'm on a whole 'nother fuckin' wave, bro Can't even swim with this shit I'm spittin', hah (Young Nigga World, baby Young Nigga World, baby Young Nigga Ways, yeah yeah) Floatin' I'm with them sharks, fuck nigga For real, hey

[@mintel--th]

FREE MELLY🌍YNW

[@TRAPY496]

2024 still up

[@Jathaekidd]

Nice

[@nathanamorim2110]

i just thought how to spin a benz

[@S4t1va._]

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody F*ck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three With that K, broad day, we hop out and spray Young nigga world, young nigga way until my dying day You ain't 'bout that action, boy let's not pretend Caught you lacking after school and shot at all your friends It go like one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten Unload the clip, reload the clip, and then you spin again And if they out when you come back then bitch you spin again Congratulations, I just taught you how to spin a bin We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody F*ck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three Two-two-three, AR-15 Carbine 9's, they all on me F*ck with me, you get murked It ain't shit to put a pussy nigga on a shirt F*ck all that talking, we all 'bout that action We pull up with pistols, you know that we blasting These niggas ain't really on it, they pussy I swear to God all these niggas dramatic Hold up, actually, I wanna f*ck her Pussy run up, we gon' put him on a t-shirt With it, yeah, with it Pull up on me with a TEC, huh Run up on me, you get wet, nigga F*ck with me, that's your regret I got some niggas who really be with it You niggas pussy, you pussy or friendly You niggas pussy, you don't want no action All of my niggas will turn you to past tense We got Glocks with hundred rounds, huh Catch an opp, kill an opp, lay him down F*ck with us, you get murked, facts nigga Big B's, double-O twenty-ten-nine, this brrat nigga We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody F*ck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three Yeah, Melly baby And I'm back, yeah, yeah-eah I'm on a whole 'nother fuckin' wave bro Can't even swim with this shit I'm spittin', hah (Young nigga world baby, young nigga world baby Young nigga ways, yeah yeah) I'm with them sharks f*ck nigga, I'm for real, hey

[@ubaldoy.pedron812]

best on 1.15 speed

[@a-listercrowley2737]

Damn nigga Thanks 😊

[@AndrejRacko-vi1es]

huge help me out

[@tueresdios3453]

voice and instrument: angelic vibes from heaven lyrics: "fuck with me you get murdered"

[@Tyler-ns6bb]

Bro thought he did something with his trash producer tag at the beginning

[@haydenturner1686]

I like the original song by YnwMelly it sounds way better

[@kianparvand8188]

"fuck with me you get murderd" FREE YNW MELLY

[@maverickpayne6544]

What fuck melly and fuck you 🤡

[@kianparvand8188]

@@maverickpayne6544 Bro i copied a line from the song YNW MELLY said that (Fuck with me you get Murdered)

[@tonioisdiffrent-3537]

@@maverickpayne6544 u good?

[@ignatiusbh8865]

I feel like I could rob Godzilla with this song

[@f3p]

Nah he’s guilty

[@EduardoOliveira-ie4mb]

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three With that K, broad day, we hop out and spray Young nigga world, young nigga way until my dying day You ain't 'bout that action, boy let's not pretend Caught you lacking after school and shot at all your friends It go like one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten Unload the clip, reload the clip, and then you spin again And if they out when you come back then bitch you spin again Congratulations, I just taught you how to spin a bin We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three Two-two-three, AR-15 Carbine 9's, they all on me Fuck with me, you get murked It ain't shit to put a pussy nigga on a shirt Fuck all that talking, we all 'bout that action We pull up with pistols, you know that we blasting These niggas ain't really on it, they pussy I swear to God all these niggas dramatic Hold up, actually, I wanna fuck her Pussy run up, we gon' put him on a t-shirt With it, yeah, with it Pull up on me with a TEC, huh Run up on me, you get wet, nigga Fuck with me, that's your regret I got some niggas who really be with it You niggas pussy, you pussy or friendly You niggas pussy, you don't want no action All of my niggas will turn you to past tense We got Glocks with hundred rounds, huh Catch an opp, kill an opp, lay him down Fuck with us, you get murked, facts nigga Big B's, double-O twenty-ten-nine, this brrat nigga We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard I got something that'll put you out your misery Seven point six two, five point five six's, two-two-three Yeah, Melly baby And I'm back, yeah, yeah-eah I'm on a whole 'nother fuckin' wave bro Can't even swim with this shit I'm spittin', hah (Young nigga world baby, young nigga world baby Young nigga ways, yeah yeah) I'm with them sharks fuck nigga, I'm for real, hey