Gravedigger
Milli Smoke, bitch
Okay, fuck it up, aye!
Uh, I got these bitches upset
Cause her mans sending me texts
I don't answer but she take it like a threat, aye (threat aye)
Machetes on deck (deck)
Bayonet to ya neck
Watch it on cassette (aye)
Bitch stop playin dumb this ain't Blue Clues (WHAT!)
I got 99 problems, every single one is you (carter)
I'm a legend bitch I'm rare like I'm Mewtwo
Ima crazy ass bitch with some screws loose (Frankenstein)
Bitch I pull up with a demon
Catch me in that chariot
Dropping this apocalypse
Bitch you on that scary shit (scary shit)
I ain't fuckin' with these fake fucks, they all nefarious
Mask on mask off, you on that Jim Carrey shit
Skippin over limits
Y'all will never catch me slippin
Rare to see a motherfucker who do this shit like i do (i do)
ay
I never wanted anything but to not have a clue (what?)
I never wanted anything more than I wanted you
Smokin' pound after pound
We not tryna get lit
Killin the rich narcissists
Bitch be sucking my clit
Digging a ditch for my demons
They all wanna get in
Can't understand me
Fan the flames
I do this shit for my kin, bitch
Aye, Milli Smoke, Bill $aber
Aye what's the deal
I killed em all ain't had no quilt
They sour like the milk that spilled
I'm destiny you bitches scared
Uh uh uh
We real for real
She popped a g6 that's her pill
I gave her dick cause that's her meal
Milli Smoke let's grab a mill
Huh huh huh
Oh wait they flippin, slash tire fo we get em
We want war you niggas chillin
I'll be damn to let you get me
Huh huh huh
I ain't quitting cause I'm really on a mission
How you sleep you bullshittin
Up that shit and full clip it
Huh huh huh
Wake em up and tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it, aye
Bitch, I do my own stunts call me Tom Cruise (Top Gun)
Smoking on some big blunts, sippin 42 (42)
World domination I'm a cracken let me loose aye
Steppin on these necks in my Timbaland boots aye
Bitch, you started first so I ain't fuckin wit no truce
Catch this lightning in the bottle
Bitches call me Zeus
Skywalking on these haters
Feel just like I'm Luke, aye
Heard ya mixtape and that shit made me puke
I get what I want but I'm not tryna take ya man (nope)
Understand I'd rather take you out to Bali getting tan (tan)
When I land up in Japan, I got gas up in the tank (what)
Touching money like a teller keep that cash up in the bank (okay)
I ain't out here smoking mid
Only out here smoking dank (yeah)
If you tryna talk some shit why not just say it to my face
Blow me like a clarinet
Call you Squidward, you my fav (YAH)
I be in the fucking gym
Steady working for this cake, (uh!)
Bitch you ain't no threat
I keep it cold just like a blizzard aye
Eating Swishers for my dinner
Booty getting thicker uh
Why you act so bitter
Talking shit up on your Twitter aye
Got em seeing double
Like I'm watching Sister, Sister uh
Wake em up and tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it, aye
Okay, fuck it up, aye!
Uh, I got these bitches upset
Cause her mans sending me texts
I don't answer but she take it like a threat, aye (threat aye)
Machetes on deck (deck)
Bayonet to ya neck
Watch it on cassette (aye)
Bitch stop playin dumb this ain't Blue Clues (WHAT!)
I got 99 problems, every single one is you (carter)
I'm a legend bitch I'm rare like I'm Mewtwo
Ima crazy ass bitch with some screws loose (Frankenstein)
Bitch I pull up with a demon
Catch me in that chariot
Dropping this apocalypse
Bitch you on that scary shit (scary shit)
I ain't fuckin' with these fake fucks, they all nefarious
Mask on mask off, you on that Jim Carrey shit
Skippin over limits
Y'all will never catch me slippin
Rare to see a motherfucker who do this shit like i do (i do)
ay
I never wanted anything but to not have a clue (what?)
I never wanted anything more than I wanted you
Smokin' pound after pound
We not tryna get lit
Killin the rich narcissists
Bitch be sucking my clit
Digging a ditch for my demons
They all wanna get in
Can't understand me
Fan the flames
I do this shit for my kin, bitch
Aye, Milli Smoke, Bill $aber
Aye what's the deal
I killed em all ain't had no quilt
They sour like the milk that spilled
I'm destiny you bitches scared
Uh uh uh
We real for real
She popped a g6 that's her pill
I gave her dick cause that's her meal
Milli Smoke let's grab a mill
Huh huh huh
Oh wait they flippin, slash tire fo we get em
We want war you niggas chillin
I'll be damn to let you get me
Huh huh huh
I ain't quitting cause I'm really on a mission
How you sleep you bullshittin
Up that shit and full clip it
Huh huh huh
Wake em up and tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it, aye
Bitch, I do my own stunts call me Tom Cruise (Top Gun)
Smoking on some big blunts, sippin 42 (42)
World domination I'm a cracken let me loose aye
Steppin on these necks in my Timbaland boots aye
Bitch, you started first so I ain't fuckin wit no truce
Catch this lightning in the bottle
Bitches call me Zeus
Skywalking on these haters
Feel just like I'm Luke, aye
Heard ya mixtape and that shit made me puke
I get what I want but I'm not tryna take ya man (nope)
Understand I'd rather take you out to Bali getting tan (tan)
When I land up in Japan, I got gas up in the tank (what)
Touching money like a teller keep that cash up in the bank (okay)
I ain't out here smoking mid
Only out here smoking dank (yeah)
If you tryna talk some shit why not just say it to my face
Blow me like a clarinet
Call you Squidward, you my fav (YAH)
I be in the fucking gym
Steady working for this cake, (uh!)
Bitch you ain't no threat
I keep it cold just like a blizzard aye
Eating Swishers for my dinner
Booty getting thicker uh
Why you act so bitter
Talking shit up on your Twitter aye
Got em seeing double
Like I'm watching Sister, Sister uh
Wake em up and tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it
Tell that pussy boy let's get it, aye
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Writer(s): James Mcclary
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