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Milwaukee

 

Milwaukee

(álbum: Paranoia - 2019)


(Young Lan on the track)

She gon' suck me just like I'm a Slurpee
She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin
We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban
Finna go do a show in Milwaukee
Bought a foreign from selling exotic
Finna run to the bag, I be jogging
I'm in LA, I re-up in Compton
She only fucking with bosses
She tryna' hold my dick hostage
All this drip on my body be costly
Keep a miniature nine in my pocket
I went overboard in my closet
Hoop'n just like I be Dragic
These niggas sweet, androgynous
Me talk to twelve, that's preposterous
I just hope wifey come flood my wrist
Went to Burberry's to style my bitch
I was in the PJ's tryna get rich

I was on camera, had to slap out a J
Nigga told a bold-faced lie to my face
Get your own drip, tryna ride my wave
I just told Sonny let me get a temp fade
Niggas try the circle watch his ass get slayed
House in Alpharetta and it come with a maid
Performing in your city with them sticks on stage
Nigga tried to shoot me but I only got grazed
I can see your hate through the Cartier frame
Shoot you in the mouth just say my name
I ain't even done yet, shorty done came
The pack beat me back and it already came
Independent nigga, I'ma stay in my lane (Yeah, Yeah)
Ain't trying to associate with none of these lames (Yeah, Yeah)
She gon' hit the crib and get naughty
Only communicate with bosses
Half a million dollar from exotic
Selling this Wedding Cake and Lemon Tree
Rocking Red Bottoms, Balenci's
Burning on Gelato thirty-three
Colt 45 with the lemon squeeze
I can mail 'em to you for a shipping fee
Yeah

She gon' suck me just like I'm a Slurpee
She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin
We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban
Finna go do a show in Milwaukee
Bought a foreign from selling exotic
Finna run to the bag, I be jogging
I'm in LA, I re-up in Compton
She only fucking with bosses
She tryna' hold my dick hostage
All this drip on my body be costly
Keep a miniature nine in my pocket
I went overboard in my closet
Hoop'n just like I be Dragic
These niggas sweet, androgynous
Me talk to twelve, that's preposterous
I just hope wifey come flood my wrist
Went to Burberry's to style my bitch
I was in the PJ's tryna get rich

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