Kids These Days - Don't Harsh My Mellow lyrics

[Intro] [Savemoney] You ain't got no damn chains, you ain't got no platinum, where your cars at man? ...My n***a I'll kick you in the mouth! [Vic Mensa] My mellow, my mellow, no don't harsh my mellow... f** you, f** you, and f** you [Verse 1: Vic Mensa] k**ing these n***as so soft Homie if you got beef you can get it broke off Where the shooters work cheap get a hit at no cost Gotta keep a nine iron but a n***a don't golf If you finding me reaching up into me draws Buck bullets that's breaching the enemy walls Me and my dogs running round drunk throughout the mall The police finna get called, sounding the sirens - WOOP WOOP Savemoney my squadron ready for violence Keeping it silent till the - WOOP WOOP If a n***a want jump my n***as be wilding They up in the crowd the be throwing them bows Want run in my spot they not know where them goes Grippin my foes, put em in a casket with a necklace and a mouth full of golds ni**a Say don't harsh my mellow I'm that south side Chicago illegal type of fellow I'm Elie Wiesel coming live from out the ghetto Pushing 80 on the E-way put that pedal to the medal I'm 18 years old b**h, n***as know that I do this sh** I'm fire flame in that coal pit, n***as talking that stupid sh** Like look at my chain n***a look at my ring when you know that you ain't really got none of them things Better quit that frontin' and get you something, GO SHUT THE fu*k [Hook] Now don't harsh my mellow no don't harsh my mellow now now don't harsh my mellow AW Oh Now don't harsh my mellow my mellow my mellow my mellow don't harsh my mellow AH Oh Now don't harsh my mellow no don't harsh my mellow I said don't harsh my mellow Naw Oh Now Don't harsh my mellow now now don't harsh my mellow Ahh [Bridge: Vic Mensa] Riding real slow, creeping throughout the hood Keep my hand on that pistol man I wish a n***a would When I'm riding real slow, creeping through the hood Keep my hand on that pistol man I wish a n***a would When I'm riding real slow, creeping through the hood Keep my hand on that pistol man I wish a n***a would When I'm Riding real slow, creeping through the hood I keep my hand on that pistol man I wish a n***a would dog! [Hook] Now don't harsh my mellow no don't harsh my mellow now now don't harsh my mellow Oh my mellow my mellow my mellow don't harsh my mellow now now don't harsh my mellow AH Oh Now don't harsh my mellow say don't harsh my mellow no don't harsh my mellow AW Shut the f** up n***a don't harsh my mellow now now don't harsh my mellow Ahh [Choral vocals: Kids These Days] Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah [Vic Mensa] f** is they mean Savemoney in it like... [Savemoney] AY AY AY AY AY AY AY!