YOU (feat. MILAN)

Yeah

What you know about escaping the feds
Tax evasion, niggas makin the bread
Too many sins that I cannot repent
Makin this song, without any intent
Love's a taxi, so the ride's gonna end (yeah)
Mama raised me well, I am a gent
Going camping, 10k for the tent (ooh-ooh)
Baby pull up to my tent now
5 millie on a house, I aint paying rent
8th grade fuckin pests, they thought I was dead
That's why I am the way I am baby I need help
Thought I was behind when I was ahead
But I feel alive, this shit is God sent
Yeah, Now I'm dodging all these girls like I been dodging all these narcs
Ride out for my girl, I'm still rolling with my rolly
Got the eyes and got the body so you know that she's Bengali yeah
Get dubs in history you gon get lost
Stack your cheese and get up
Don't waste your P in the club
Happier days, are coming ahead
Homie just take it from us
Whippin a foreign, remember the days when I would ride on a bus

VoiceMail

Yeah

Two shots Tequila, As We Move (yeah)
Brand new speakers, Brand new Groove (ooh)
Too many hoes, tryna be your clone
Bitch I really don't know (okay)
He's gonna there in the line we drew
They all wannabes, show em how we move
yeah (yeah)
Pretty face, you know I'm Batman like Bruce huh
Sippin' on that potion, yeah feelin' fly like a bird
She shaking that ass like It's a competition
Airbreeze Subreeze imma need my car keys
Bitch don't call my cell, please
Brand new foreign in the house
Got no ceiling
Shawty love I got for you
Got no ending
Really isn't bout your looks
It's your presence
It's your presence
It's your presence

She's my peace
Shawty's Christian we moving like Adam and Eve



Credits
Writer(s): Khalil Aboudou
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