[Intro]
(B-B-B-Buckroll)
[Verse 1: Millyz]
Yeah
The Feds tappin' all the phones, sayin' I'm with head tappers
Said I be with fet trappers, jack boys, and bread stackers
Keep it 'round me when I move, ain't tryna be no dead rapper
Money known to make the baddest bitch bend her legs backwards (Pfft)
I was sleepin' on the floor in nana spot without a plan to win (Yeah)
Crazy how I'm countin' eighty thou' up in the mandarin (It's crazy)
I be with them risk takers, shakin' dice and gamblin' (Yeah)
He was out of pocket, sent a blitz and left him scramblin' (Woo-hoo)
We from a cocaine block, we make it snow, I turn thе city to the Aspens
Ain't tryna take advicе from you losers and you has-beens (No)
Courtside at the Miami game, I chopped it up with Haslem (Shit)
A mile away from the garden, I used to chop it up an' bag 'em (Woooo)
I let my shit off broad day the first time I attempted (Bop, bop, bop)
All them eps make you brothers get deeper than friendship (Yeah)
Play with us, we make a mess and they gon' need the forensics (Gah)
Millionaire if I had a dollar for every sin I repented (Hah)
Top Ramen in the mic, I mix the hot sauce and the cheese in that
Told my bitch I'd make it rappin', she ain't wan' believe in that (What's wrong, baby?)
Bodie lost appeal because the judge ain't wan' believe the facts (Pfft)
I'll never let you get one up on me, I gotta even that (Blanco)
I be where them demons at, op was talkin' blasphemy
Coppers tryna capture me and shooters on my faculty (Shoot)
Designer drip down to my toes, that's how the fashion be
My Queens bitch treat me like a king an' top me on the Tappan Zee (Woooo)
I done tried to better people's lives that was jealous of me
Envy in your heart, it ain't your fault that you could never love me (Never love me)
Stay away from suckas, figured out that was better for me (Yeah)
We ain't squashin' shit, I'll dead you for tryna dead it for me (Ah)
Remember seein' Brody eyes rollin' back right there in front of me (Mmm)
It's what I told my mother every time she found that gun on me (Mom)
Told her this my realest friend when everybody go to run on me
I told her this my realest friend when everybody go to run on me
(B-B-B-Buckroll)
[Verse 1: Millyz]
Yeah
The Feds tappin' all the phones, sayin' I'm with head tappers
Said I be with fet trappers, jack boys, and bread stackers
Keep it 'round me when I move, ain't tryna be no dead rapper
Money known to make the baddest bitch bend her legs backwards (Pfft)
I was sleepin' on the floor in nana spot without a plan to win (Yeah)
Crazy how I'm countin' eighty thou' up in the mandarin (It's crazy)
I be with them risk takers, shakin' dice and gamblin' (Yeah)
He was out of pocket, sent a blitz and left him scramblin' (Woo-hoo)
We from a cocaine block, we make it snow, I turn thе city to the Aspens
Ain't tryna take advicе from you losers and you has-beens (No)
Courtside at the Miami game, I chopped it up with Haslem (Shit)
A mile away from the garden, I used to chop it up an' bag 'em (Woooo)
I let my shit off broad day the first time I attempted (Bop, bop, bop)
All them eps make you brothers get deeper than friendship (Yeah)
Play with us, we make a mess and they gon' need the forensics (Gah)
Millionaire if I had a dollar for every sin I repented (Hah)
Top Ramen in the mic, I mix the hot sauce and the cheese in that
Told my bitch I'd make it rappin', she ain't wan' believe in that (What's wrong, baby?)
Bodie lost appeal because the judge ain't wan' believe the facts (Pfft)
I'll never let you get one up on me, I gotta even that (Blanco)
I be where them demons at, op was talkin' blasphemy
Coppers tryna capture me and shooters on my faculty (Shoot)
Designer drip down to my toes, that's how the fashion be
My Queens bitch treat me like a king an' top me on the Tappan Zee (Woooo)
I done tried to better people's lives that was jealous of me
Envy in your heart, it ain't your fault that you could never love me (Never love me)
Stay away from suckas, figured out that was better for me (Yeah)
We ain't squashin' shit, I'll dead you for tryna dead it for me (Ah)
Remember seein' Brody eyes rollin' back right there in front of me (Mmm)
It's what I told my mother every time she found that gun on me (Mom)
Told her this my realest friend when everybody go to run on me
I told her this my realest friend when everybody go to run on me
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