Wolves
Malt Milli
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All of the dogs think they alphas till the day they meet the wolves All of you Bustin for clout but really you ain't even got no pull All of the dogs think they alphas till the day they meet the wolves All of you Bustin for clout but really you ain't even got no pull I ain't lift a finger, I ain't break a sweat Picking up the phone just sent out a text GPS coordinates light me up at cigarette Killa is pulling up in vettes Ain't no AP on my wrist this a day date Still you livin in section 8 Got my heart broke I want I will never love another hoe Yeah she from the streets huh Yeah she'll probably switch up But shorty sure as f*ck Know how to suck a dick up Thumbing through bout 30 racks While she rubbin on my back My bitch bad got about a hundred tats If you lag she gon give your toe a tag It ain't really sinnin if you winnin Gimme my cash f*ck your opinion Titties and ass surrounded by scandalous women Throwin it back makin it clap shots to her back They call me malt but I'm the mac I know you mad but why the f*ck you actin out for All that I need is a reason to cock it back and just start squeezing Trigger releasing ending your breathin No surrender no retreatin tree krew schemin Grab the heat park the whip hop out on feet Me and eyesore kickin in your front door You the bull I'm the matador Dark and vivid just like folk lore Mr steal your girl I'm the one she'd die for Tired of sinnin and livin in poverty baby girl bad but I'm fuckin her properly Better believe there's really no one as hot as me all of my people say I'm a prodigy All of you hoes surrounding my property stealing my flow committing a robbery really There's no stopping me she doin her thing Riding on top of me my bitch bad as the economy Cruisin down the block in a black box Chevy Braggin and I'm boasting bumpin biggie Call me malt milli I want all my cash in fifties I'm in pain but that's okay on my plate lobster and filet Narcissistic tendencies radiatin toxic energy If you ain't my family then you ain't no friend to me Keep my circle closed erasing all of my enemies 223s turn you to a Kennedy I'm talking shit no one gonna stop me though Everything black and gold I don't do the chrome Shoot 'em through the peephole if he knock wrong Suck the barrel like a dick up on this magnum 44 Ain't no mob ties but I'm the don Hundred round drum son of a gun No 187 I'm dyslexic so it's red rum Fuckin with your head callin that shit some cerebellum
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