9AM IN MILAN ITALY (feat. DMG)

I'm off of this X
All of these bitches they trying to give me neck
These niggas they flex
These niggas they broke, these niggas not next
I'm fly like a jet, huh bro got a chop its fast like a Vette
Get mad at yo bitch like Yvette
And she over here getting shit wet
Vetements all on my body
I'm in a two seater no Audi
I'm fucking this bitch its my hobby
In yo kitchen I'm making some coffee
You niggas be stalking
I run on the beat lil niggas, not jogging
I'm smoking this gas an it's toxic
And you niggas is broke, just stop it
Anything that I want I'm a cop it
And this bitch coming over she topping
She said "EZ you know that you got it"
And I told he be quiet grab my rocket
From the back and she telling me stop it
Huh but I'm off these drugs
I don't really want no love
All you niggas with some scrubs
We rolling up zips not no dubs
And my shoes cost more than your Uggs
She wanna come over and fuck
But I told her I'm running it up
Running it up, all of my niggas off gas we stuck
Popping an X and I'm stuck
Fucking your bitch and I'm stuck

It's up and it's stuck
This Margiela is tough
These bitches you know that they want me
Because I be running it up
Dior on my body you already know that she wanting to fuck
But I can't right now cause lil baby I just be doing the drugs
So you know that I'm stuck stuck stuck
You know I give no fucks fucks fucks
And I'm tryna stack up my bucks
And you can get popped like a buck
She can't get fucked like a slut
And after you know that I duck
This fashion shit on me is tough
You niggas be looking real rough
And I ain't talking DMX
This summer I think I'm a flex flex flex
Flex flex
Nigga mad I fucked his ex
She came over gave me head
I'm a fill him up with lead
She on the snow just like a sled
I hammer down like a sledge
I'm in the back pouring up red
These drugs getting to my head
So I left that bitch right on read



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Writer(s): Darion Montgomery
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