Millystandards - FUCK YOU
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{SOLDIERTTG: Intro}
Fuck all the drama, okay, okay
{SOLDIERTTG: Verse}
Aye, fuck all the drama I'm just tryna get me a fuckin'Rolly, bitch
Why you all up in my face? like your nada
Shit, aye yeah, ooh, aye
If only you knew that your bitch, she suckin' the tip on my dick
Ah, yeah
She fuckin' with my fit
Ah, yeah
She like the way I move, aye
I'm about to hit her with this goof, uh, bitch why you talkin' all that shit
Uh, (Brrrr)
I swear to god I'm bout to pull up to yo fuckin' block, aye
Look at me, yeah I got that 223 on my motherfuckin' waist
Uh, aye baby bang, bang bitch yea that's my Glock, aye
(Millystandards: Chorus)
You talk so much smack you say you the shit you're just another jhit, I’m a big hit I run this world
I can see everything you see I’m a real G
You hate me you can’t even rate me
The devil tryna sell my soul but I ain’t going to hell, yeah
{Millystandards: Verse 2}
I’ve changed my ways no more games to play
Put a glove down your throat
Now your gay
I hate all your bull shit I'm gonna pop you like a zit blow you to pieces, FXCKSXCIETY all of you lied to me, yeah, (Brrrr)
{SOLDIERTTG: Chorus}
Ain't with them boys cause those some fake ass scrubs
Yeah, they tryna be me but they ain't never gonna be me cause I'm on a different level another planet up above
I can get you with that 1,2 call that A2
But ima pass the fits
Riding life at 45
Yeah, aye
However, tell the shit but you tryna get hit
You ain't be mine, once you figure out I stole your bitch
And I'm down with the west and I'm there for the lit you there cause you can't get clit, uh, haha
{SOLDIERTTG: Outro}
Yeh (BRRR)
T-TTG-G
{SOLDIERTTG: Intro}
Fuck all the drama, okay, okay
{SOLDIERTTG: Verse}
Aye, fuck all the drama I'm just tryna get me a fuckin'Rolly, bitch
Why you all up in my face? like your nada
Shit, aye yeah, ooh, aye
If only you knew that your bitch, she suckin' the tip on my dick
Ah, yeah
She fuckin' with my fit
Ah, yeah
She like the way I move, aye
I'm about to hit her with this goof, uh, bitch why you talkin' all that shit
Uh, (Brrrr)
I swear to god I'm bout to pull up to yo fuckin' block, aye
Look at me, yeah I got that 223 on my motherfuckin' waist
Uh, aye baby bang, bang bitch yea that's my Glock, aye
(Millystandards: Chorus)
You talk so much smack you say you the shit you're just another jhit, I’m a big hit I run this world
I can see everything you see I’m a real G
You hate me you can’t even rate me
The devil tryna sell my soul but I ain’t going to hell, yeah
{Millystandards: Verse 2}
I’ve changed my ways no more games to play
Put a glove down your throat
Now your gay
I hate all your bull shit I'm gonna pop you like a zit blow you to pieces, FXCKSXCIETY all of you lied to me, yeah, (Brrrr)
{SOLDIERTTG: Chorus}
Ain't with them boys cause those some fake ass scrubs
Yeah, they tryna be me but they ain't never gonna be me cause I'm on a different level another planet up above
I can get you with that 1,2 call that A2
But ima pass the fits
Riding life at 45
Yeah, aye
However, tell the shit but you tryna get hit
You ain't be mine, once you figure out I stole your bitch
And I'm down with the west and I'm there for the lit you there cause you can't get clit, uh, haha
{SOLDIERTTG: Outro}
Yeh (BRRR)
T-TTG-G