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a1phantom – milli did/jason luvv كلمات اغاني

(verse 1: a1phantom)
yeah, b_tch said it really is
n_ggas always talkin’ on my name, let’s see how real it get
brodie slidin’ with a few jawns, that’s bound to hit his head
said she f_ck with n_ggas who go get their bag, how milli did
sayin’ we won’t touch a bag, like come on really, b_tch
prayin’ on our downfall, like you must be a silly b_tch
just a young n_gga tryna touch a mill like gillie, b_tch
and watch it be them broke n_ggas that don’t feel the kid
shhh, that’s when them hollows, quick to hit his head
and we keep lettin’ off them shots until that n_gga dead
i told you close that back door before we kick it in
now they about to read that n_gga name on citizens
d_mn, if we catch a opp, you know wе pack him up
b_tch, this ain’t no game, i got a tech it like to tag him up
dot gon’ comе and bag him up, smoke after we wrap him up
rollin’ with your mans, well, b_tch, this shotty like to back me up
it back me up, then back you up, n_ggas really, b_tch, or what?
claimin’ that’s your mans, but watch that n_gga end up switchin’ up
you blowin’ up her phone, like she ain’t eatin’ up this d_ck or what?
yeah, shawty with the crew, is that your b_tch or what?
yeah, sippin’ on this drink, now i don’t feel a thing
took a dyk_ b_tch, guess she wanted somethin’ realer than
i just saw a bad b_tch, tell her reel it in
i’m just ballin’, game time, call me lillard then
only when i’m catchin’ bodies, i’m a minute man
the way these shots just hit him up, tell me how you feel that man
you said that you gon’ ride for me, show me how you k!ll that man
shots hit up his stomach, have that n_gga like, ayúdame
(verse 2: a1phantom)
he said, he don’t f_ck with 12, like, why that n_gga lyin’
catch a opp, we k!ll a opp, no wonder why the beef be dyin
n_ggas always talkin’, but my n_ggas like to move in silence
all this f_ckin’ green on me, a n_gga lookin’ like the giant, d_mn
shorty said i’m fly just like the f_ckin’ pilot
every track i touch is gold, i’m feelin’ like i’m midas
said if i up it from the hip, he gettin’ hit like ryan
i keep that 4_5 on my back, i let it fly like tyson
d_mn, i mean fly like jordan
how these n_ggas want the ball, but they barely scorin’
shorty let me beat the box, she gone by the mornin
how you claimin’ that’s your b_tch, but she steady hoein’
why these n_ggas on my d_ck like they steady drawn
sent that n_gga out of bounds, he ain’t got no motion
why the n_gga scared of p_ssy, he b_tchaphobic
everything i do is big like the gun i’m totin

(verse 3: lee2x)
everything i do is big like this f_ckin’ motion
these n_ggas broke, and they lame, they don’t got no focus
make your b_tch disappear like hocus pocus
one hand gesture, get you cooked, you ain’t even notice
she smell good and she sweet, she a lotus
off the hezzy, you would think that i wrote it
one_on_one, piece of clothing, you would think i sold it
feelin’ good life sweet zack and cody
loafin’ on that bread, boy, you a hoagie
ball head p_ssy, we call that b_tch ginóbili
smackin’ on that p_ssy, now its rosie
bad b_tch jt call me lil uzi
get back to that music like it’s musi
she laughin’ at you when you hang up, you a goofy
shadow clone jutsu, hit you with the doozy
she like, d_mn, your d_ck long, you like, luffy
goin’ ape sh_t, bout to climb the state
so much money on the floor, you need a rake
not a broom dumb b_tch, you need a rake
leave that boy medium rare like a steak
give me money, give me loot before i take
it’s rainin’ money, monsoon got a lake
you a b_tch, you might fold, you might break
(a1phantom)
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
said, let me take it there
said, i ain’t f_ckin’ with that b_tch unless the cake is there
said, i’m jus beatin’ on her buns jus like the baker here
i said, the drink up in my cup, don’t need no chaser here
these n_ggas claimin’ that we ass, but how we make it here?
bad b_tch, fat ass, she like to shake it here
black and white diamonds, we don’t do no segregation here
that cocaine on my neck make a n_gga lookin’ racist here
pop up out the cut with that mask it look like jason here
i be quick to f_ck your wife just like jason luvv
i swear that switch like a b_tch, the way it ate him up

(lee2x)
mack with a big appetite, it hold 50 plus
you n_ggas b_tches, n_ggas hoes, you ain’t got no guts
but that’s your dad fault, i knock you half off
how you lyin’ on your bro? take the cap off
i get gritty in the dirt, take the mask off
but i’m a mad dog, i ain’t sad dog

- a1phantom

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