Milan

I went to the stars, mayday
Took her shoppin in Milan on a payday
I can give that lil broad an LA day
They like how he hit a milly in a week yea yea
She went off and did her own and made her peak
I can see that money pile in my sleep yea yea
He just copped Italian leather on his feet yea yea
Take her up and buss it down into the sheet yea yea

I went to the stars, mayday
Took her shoppin in Milan on a payday
I can give that lil broad an LA day
They like how he hit a milly in a week yea yea
She went off and did her own and made her peak
I can see that money pile in my sleep yea yea
He just copped Italian leather on his feet yea yea
Take her up and buss it down into the sheet yea yea

She want white and crusted diamond on her toes
She say shit'll have the zen or have the sheek
When the winter come we gotta keep it froze
Make the people come and listen like a sheep and to eat
I just had to get a figure for the feat
Shit ain't free when you the source or all the heat
Like it she ain't even shy and she a freak
Said she want me up inside it make it leak, she aligning up with me

I been goin off, I been goin off
Once they heard me goin knew the kid had the sauce
And the shit that I be blowin hit alarms in the loft
Anything will happen and my people never talk
Got the drip when I walk, I get paid like a boss
And the life that I lead ain't compared to the cost
That I paid on the way, hit the streak for the toss
Right to me I'm the key and the whip had the gloss on the chain be the cross yea

The wave!
Seepin up into ya brain yeah
Script a dose of all the fame yeah
Too much make you go insane yeah
Make it stayin in your lane yeah
They been trynna ride the wave yeah
Make it stayin in my lane
I gotta go get it I got

I went to the stars, mayday
Took her shoppin in Milan on a payday
I can give that lil broad an LA day
They like how he hit a milly in a week yea yea
She went off and did her own and made her peak
I can see that money pile in my sleep yea yea
He just copped Italian leather on his feet yea yea
Take her up and buss it down into the sheet yea yea

I went to the stars, mayday
Took her shoppin in Milan on a payday
I can give that lil broad an LA day
They like how he hit a milly in a week yea yea
She went off and did her own and made her peak
I can see that money pile in my sleep yea yea
He just copped Italian leather on his feet yea yea
Take her up and buss it down into the sheet yea yea

She ain't goin out and lookin like these hoes
Expectation got her always lookin fleek
I don't wanna have to hustle for the clothes
In my eyes you got no money then you weak
And I see them turnin' colors like a leaf
Cause they doubted I'm the source or the heat
I don't know how it don't haunt them in they sleep
Who you are and who you really wanna be yeah yeah
Cut it like a coupon, came a long from countin paper in a fouton
You ain't see me with a square like crouton
Got it up in stock and brought it back it had the roof gone
Gun cocked cause we gotta keep the crew on
Dripped down in designer Lou Vuitton
Yeah yeah, tell me who you wanna be, tell me who you wanna be yeah yeah

The wave
Seepin up into ya brain yeah
Script a dose of all the fame yeah
Too much make you go insane yeah
Make it stayin in your lane yeah
They been trynna ride the wave yeah
Make it stayin in my lane
I gotta go get it I got

I went to the stars, mayday
Took her shoppin in Milan on a payday
I can give that lil broad an LA day
They like how he hit a milly in a week yea yea
She went off and did her own and made her peak
I can see that money pile in my sleep yea yea
He just copped Italian leather on his feet yea yea
Take her up and buss it down into the sheet yea yea



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Writer(s): Harald Hjermann Sorebo, Peter Gogola, Hong Tung Vu, Joseph A Maldonado
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