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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