She Got A... lyrics

by

T. Mills


Broadcasting straight from Earth
Its T Milli
Eh, Million
You know the camp
YF, Young Favorites

b*tch!

I f*cked this white girl x4
Who got a pink range
And she drives fast in the slow lane
She got a neck tattoo and all her clothes are new
She got a neck tattoo and all her clothes are new

I smoke like a motha f*cking chimney
Laughing with my eyes closed
Yellin' Bruh cig me

But thats neither here nor there
Cause when I talk ya hear thoughts so rare
I'm finna be on clap your hands say "Yeah"
The weight of my mistake
I need an ounce in a bag
Super high me flow
On the champagne campaign
Elect me I popped every bottle ever made
Expect me I ducked every model when they came
They be hittin' my line and I just let it ring
Split a swisher
With your sister kush kissed her

Consider her so pretty
Yo with this sh*t I whispered
Recite some old lyrics
Make a b*tch fall in love
Then Im on to the next cause one is not enough
One is not enough
Nah, one is not enough
But if she brings a friend I know is finna get rough
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