Milli Did/Jason Luvv

Follow 0 fans

A1Phantom

4:00

0 Views

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

Yeah, bitch said it really is
Niggas always talkin' on my name, let's see how real it get
Brodie slidin' with a few jawns, that's bound to hit his head
Said she f*ck with niggas who go get their bag, how Milli did
Sayin' we won't touch a bag, like come on really, bitch

Prayin' on our downfall, like you must be a silly bitch
Just a young nigga tryna touch a mill like Gillie, bitch
And watch it be them broke niggas that don't feel the kid
Shhh, that's when them hollows, quick to hit his head

And we keep lettin' off them shots until that nigga dead
I told you close that back door before we kick it in
Now they about to read that nigga name on citizens
Damn, if we catch a opp, you know we pack him up

Bitch, this ain't no game, I got a tech it like to tag him up
Dot gon' come and bag him up, smoke after we wrap him up
Rollin' with your mans, well, bitch, this shotty like to back me up
It back me up, then back you up, niggas really, bitch, or what?

Claimin' that's your mans, but watch that nigga end up switchin' up
You blowin' up her phone, like she ain't eatin' up this dick or what?
Yeah, shawty with the crew, is that your bitch or what?
Yeah, sippin' on this drink, now I don't feel a thing

Took a dyke bitch, guess she wanted somethin' realer than
I just saw a bad bitch, tell her reel it in
I'm just ballin', game time, call me Lillard then
Only when I'm catchin' bodies, I'm a minute man

The way these shots just hit him up, tell me how you feel that man
You said that you gon' ride for me, show me how you kill that man
Shots hit up his stomach, have that nigga like, ayúdame

He said, he don't f*ck with 12, like, why that nigga lyin'
Catch a opp, we kill a opp, no wonder why the beef be dyin
Niggas always talkin', but my niggas like to move in silence
All this fuckin' green on me, a nigga lookin' like the giant, damn

Shorty said I'm fly just like the fuckin' pilot
Every track I touch is gold, I'm feelin' like I'm Midas
Said if I up it from the hip, he gettin' hit like Ryan
I keep that 4-5 on my back, I let it fly like Tyson

Damn, I mean fly like Jordan
How these niggas want the ball, but they barely scorin'
Shorty let me beat the box, she gone by the mornin
How you claimin' that's your bitch, but she steady hoein'

Why these niggas on my dick like they steady drawn
Sent that nigga out of bounds, he ain't got no motion
Why the nigga scared of pussy, he bitchaphobic
Everything I do is big like the gun I'm totin

Everything I do is big like this fuckin' motion
These niggas broke, and they lame, they don't got no focus
Make your bitch disappear like Hocus Pocus
One hand gesture, get you cooked, you ain't even notice

She smell good and she sweet, she a lotus
Off the hezzy, you would think that I wrote it
One-on-one, piece of clothing, you would think I sold it
Feelin' good life sweet Zack and Cody

Loafin' on that bread, boy, you a hoagie
Ball head pussy, we call that bitch Ginóbili
Smackin' on that pussy, now its rosie
Bad bitch JT call me Lil Uzi
Get back to that music like it's Musi

She laughin' at you when you hang up, you a goofy
Shadow Clone Jutsu, hit you with the doozy
She like, damn, your dick long, you like, Luffy
Goin' ape shit, bout to climb the state

So much money on the floor, you need a rake
Not a broom dumb bitch, you need a rake
Leave that boy medium rare like a steak
Give me money, give me loot before I take

It's rainin' money, monsoon got a lake
You a bitch, you might fold, you might break
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Said, let me take it there

Said, I ain't fuckin' with that bitch unless the cake is there
Said, I'm jus beatin' on her buns jus like the baker here
I said, the drink up in my cup, don't need no chaser here
These niggas claimin' that we ass, but how we make it here?

Bad bitch, fat ass, she like to shake it here
Black and white diamonds, we don't do no segregation here
That cocaine on my neck make a nigga lookin' racist here
Pop up out the cut with that mask it look like Jason here

I be quick to f*ck your wife just like Jason Luvv
I swear that switch like a bitch, the way it ate him up
Mack with a big appetite, it hold 50 plus
You niggas bitches, niggas hoes, you ain't got no guts

But that's your dad fault, I knock you half off
How you lyin' on your bro? Take the cap off
I get gritty in the dirt, take the mask off
But I'm a mad dog, I ain't sad dog

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer