Milwaukee lyrics

[Verse]
I told that b*tch come over here, you know I'm spendin' this chicken
Red bottoms lookin' like I step in blood for a living
Young bull, so exhausted on my way to a mission
He talking out his f*ckin' neck and then he comin' up missin'
b*tch I look just like the Joker, b*tch I look like a villain
But b*tch I'm Batman, I got n*ggas from the cave they be hissin'
And they like 98% so they don't too much missin'
So watch your back and close your mouth, you got two ears so just listen
b*tch, I got the f*ckin' bangers
I got juice, I got the sauce
I got n*ggas that look up to me, they callin' me the boss
I don’t wear no brands, on me, they look hard like "What them called?"
These called real n*ggas only, you can't find these in the mall
This sh*t cost me like a cool twenty bands, on me
Got these b*tches blowin' on me like a fan, on me
I got white on all my cars it’s like the Klan, on me
We supposed to watch each other's backs, they changed the plans on me
Aye, watch yo lil' mouth, you might end up gettin' hurt
I ain't really for the talkin', you might end up gettin' murked
When I rock the Goyard, hope you try it for a purse
So I can pull the chopper out and show a pus*y how it work
Kay Rock, got the pain, got that muhf*ckin' sh*t
Got that muhf*ckin' thing to hit a muhf*ckin' lick
My brother pull up on his oppies with that muhf*ckin' stick
And all my Gerbies call me papi with no muhf*ckin' kids
I got Gerbies over here, I got Gerbies in the six
I got Gerbies in the Mil' and I got Gerbies in my crib
I got land down in LA, bought a house up in the hills
I feel like Lil Uzi Vert, they asking me, "Am I for real?"
n*ggas talkin' like they really 'bout it, but they ain't 'bout it
If you really wanna tussle, we gon' have to see about it
b*tch don't try me for no bum, you n*ggas bet not tweet about it
Before your ass end up trendin', and they RIP about it
Like wo-oah, like woah
You a sheep, but I'm the don, b*tch I'm the goat
Keep the Ellie with the P, it's on my coat
I got my link from overseas, she from the coast
Got them Ds at my shows
Got my fam', got my folks
Got them tings off the rings
Please don't blow up my phone
Got the burner, I'ma cool it, 'til it don't blow no more
50k for a feature, sixty-five for a show
I got BBBs on me, silky
I pull up to the scene, all black, lookin' filthy
n*ggas say they hear me, they don’t hear me 'til they feel me
These n*ggas hate that sh*t so goddamn much, they wanna kill me, huh?
b*tch, can't kill me
Got real ice on me, b*tch I'm feelin' chilly
Blizzard like a wizard, tell that bitty she can thrill me
I'm litty like a titty, bring it back until it heal me
Like n*gga you can't kill me, b*tch I'm invincible
Yeah, you ain't mean to do that sh*t but it's the principles
n*gga I don't give a f*ck, I'm on my rituals
So if you disrespectin' me, I'm getting physical
All you pus*y ass n*ggas, y'all typical
b*tch I'm different, nonexistent, b*tch I'm mythical
I was the same lil' n*gga gettin' ridiculed
And tell 'em that his money short like an interlude
b*tch, don't solidify me
Your b*tch, she be talking naughty
I pull up on anybody
I'm shootin' at anybody
I'm shuttin' down any lobby
I'm shootin' sh*t as a hobby
I'm aimin' at everybody
He dancin' like he at Follies
He really be talking pointless
These b*tches be really stalkin'
I'm really Atlanta Hawkin'
I'm runnin' sh*t, you be walkin'
I'm drawin' sh*t, you be chalkin'
My b*tch she live right off Lofton
I put you right in a coffin
I'm dabbin' sh*t you be coughin'
Like who the f*ck is Lil Daij, that n*gga always spazzin'
I kill oppies like it's tragic
I don't want it, I'ma pass it
If it's real, then Ima grab it
Number 1, b*tch I ain't average
Kill these n*ggas like it's practice
Ain't sh*t funny, I ain't laughin'
b*tch I'm feelin' like I'm Magic, b*tch I'm feelin' like I'm 'Zo
b*tch I feel just like the chosen one, I'm feelin' like the goat
These n*ggas don't like what I'm doin', these n*ggas hate my f*ckin' soul
I'm killing sh*t on every level, it's too hard for them to cope
b*tch I'm feelin' like Lavar
I was born to be a star
Talking sh*t don't get you far
Hit the road, unpark the car
Hit the show, collect my part
A hunnid thousand or I spazz out quick
They said Milwaukee need a savior, I'm the new Don fix, pus*y
[Outro]
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