Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Milly, artist - Money Man. Album song State of Emergency, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English
2 Milly |
I love when she throw that shit back, she a pro with it |
I love this scammin' shit, yeah, I’m a pro with it |
I need a check right now, yeah, I’ma go get it |
I’m in that GLS, nigga, the 450 |
Come get a zip of this ZaZa for two-fifty |
Pushin' that loud, yeah, this shit cost me two-fifty |
Distro' with Empire, they gave me two milli' |
Work at the crib, yeah, I’m servin' like two cities |
I had to fuck her 'cause she was just too pretty |
I bought a four wheeler just to go pop wheelies |
I bought a Glock and this shit came with cop killers |
I do not hate on folks, I do not knock niggas |
My earrings cold, boy, these bitches like popsicles |
If you a coward, then I cannot rock with you |
If you didn’t grow it, then I cannot shop with you |
Stick on my lap, boy, I’m not tryna box with you |
These niggas ridin' dick just like a prostitute |
These niggas run they mouth, but they still obsolete |
I’m in a Rubicon, yeah, nigga, this a Jeep |
I got them red bottom runners, so check my feet |
Yeah, I swiped for 'em, so nigga, these shits was free |
I am not sweet, so you know I am sugar-free |
I be in Wailea or somewhere, I’m on the beach |
I be in Lahaina chillin', I’m with a freak |
Make up some numbers, then murder and kill a beat |
I’m doin' shows at arenas, I’m fillin' seats |
I got that pain in my songs, it be runnin' deep |
Your weed ain’t loud, when you lit it, it ain’t a peep |
Five hundred bags gone in four days, don’t need a week |
Seven day water fast so I am feelin' weak |
I just popped two shrooms, so you know I’m feelin' geeked |
She start undressin', so you know I’m finna beat |
If you not shoppin', then nigga, don’t talk to me |
If you not shoppin', then nigga, don’t bother me |
Shooters at every door, it ain’t no robbin' me |
These niggas 3D printers, they gon' copy me |
These bitches great whales, they wanna swallow me |
I get them loads and drop 'em to the colony |
I got them racks, yeah, nigga, obviously |
I live the scam life, nigga, obviously |
I love when she throw that shit back, she a pro with it |
I love this scammin' shit, yeah, I’m a pro with it |
I need a check right now, yeah, I’ma go get it |
I’m in that GLS, nigga, the 450 |
Come get a zip of this ZaZa for two-fifty |
Pushin' that loud, yeah, this shit cost me two-fifty |
Distro' with Empire, they gave me two milli' |
Work at the crib, yeah, I’m servin' like two cities |
I had to fuck her 'cause she was just too pretty |
I bought a four wheeler just to go pop wheelies |
I bought a Glock and this shit came with cop killers |
I do not hate on folks, I do not knock niggas |
My earrings cold, boy, these bitches like popsicles |
If you a coward, then I cannot rock with you |
If you didn’t grow it, then I cannot shop with you |
Stick on my lap, boy, I’m not tryna box with you |