Mills/Pills! (feat. Wellybandzzz)

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Shorty in love with the pills, yeah Diamonds cold, give me chills
Smoking this gas, that's the way I heal Niggas be pussy, we gon' get him killed
I got it all by myself, lil' nigga, I don't need a deal
I was in the trenches looking for a meal I ain't gon' stop till I get a meal
I stay protected cause my mama gotta be proud of me, nigga, I ain't getting killed
Riding with lethal weapons in this sprinter nigga better
Eat nigga, that gone be your last meal FN-5, 7 eat your face
Now yo mans done turned to a candle Hitting yo bitch from the fuckin' back
Now my head is smelling like some cantu She stressing bout hoes, man, them bitches ran through
I got exotic bitches and you know they flying in from cancun
If you want the definition of a real nigga, yeah I'm an example, baby stop acting like
You don't know who I am, yes, I am Man to
My niggas xan he get them racks He talking shit, but he don't know shit
My nigga, I just know the fuckin' facts
When I spin on your block, lil nigga get attacked Fuckin' that bitch, I'm gonna break her back
They like "boy, you get them damn racks" And I just flip that shit right back
My nigga finesse it, nigga, we getting back
Then we do this shit on flat
My niggas lookin' so fat I ain't sign no bitch, I couldn't get attached
What? I feel like Eli up with a blick
Cause these niggas be cappin', not talking no fitted and my bitch
She a baddie designer, she drip Wanna f*ck with the niggas, they know we make hits
F*ck with us, cause you know who we is
Bb sim sit on my waist, see I'm finna erase it
I'm letting shit clap, give me shit for your ribs
And that bro talk down, we boom, shit with a stick Man these niggas gon' hate when I feel like chris
And I'm uppin' this blick, lil' nigga, I'll send you to God, you gon' bliss
Shorty in love with the pills, yeah Diamonds cold, give me chills
Smoking this gas, that's the way I heal Niggas be pussy, we gon' get him killed
I got it all by myself, lil' nigga, I don't need a deal
I was in the trenches looking for a meal I ain't gon' stop till I get a meal
I stay protected cause my mama gotta be proud of me, nigga, I ain't getting killed
Riding with lethal weapons in this sprinter nigga better
Eat nigga, that gone be your last meal
Shorty in love with the pills, yeah Diamonds cold, give me chills
Smoking this gas, that's the way I heal Niggas be pussy, we gon' get him killed
I got it all by myself, lil' nigga, I don't need a deal
I was in the trenches looking for a meal I ain't gon' stop till I get a meal
I stay protected cause my mama gotta be proud of me, nigga, I ain't getting killed
Riding with lethal weapons in this sprinter nigga better
Eat nigga, that gone be your last meal FN-5, 7 eat your face
Now yo mans done turned to a candle Hitting yo bitch from the fuckin' back
Now my head is smelling like some cantu She stressing bout hoes, man, them bitches ran through
I got exotic bitches and you know they flying in from cancun
If you want the definition of a real nigga, yeah I'm an example, baby stop acting like
You don't know who I am, yes, I am Man to
My niggas xan he get them racks He talking shit, but he don't know shit
My nigga, I just know the fuckin' facts
When I spin on your block, lil nigga get attacked Fuckin' that bitch, I'm gonna break her back
They like "boy, you get them damn racks" And I just flip that shit right back
My nigga finesse it, nigga, we getting back
Then we do this shit on flat
My niggas lookin' so fat I ain't sign no bitch, I couldn't get attached
What? I feel like Eli up with a blick
Cause these niggas be cappin', not talking no fitted and my bitch
She a baddie designer, she drip Wanna f*ck with the niggas, they know we make hits
F*ck with us, cause you know who we is
Bb sim sit on my waist, see I'm finna erase it
I'm letting shit clap, give me shit for your ribs
And that bro talk down, we boom, shit with a stick Man these niggas gon' hate when I feel like chris
And I'm uppin' this blick, lil' nigga, I'll send you to God, you gon' bliss
Shorty in love with the pills, yeah Diamonds cold, give me chills
Smoking this gas, that's the way I heal Niggas be pussy, we gon' get him killed
I got it all by myself, lil' nigga, I don't need a deal
I was in the trenches looking for a meal I ain't gon' stop till I get a meal
I stay protected cause my mama gotta be proud of me, nigga, I ain't getting killed
Riding with lethal weapons in this sprinter nigga better
Eat nigga, that gone be your last meal

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Written by: Im Mel1y, Welly bandzzz

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