Milwaukee Bucks* lyrics

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Frankie, you a fool for this one, man

Pulled up on your b*tch, I got weed, where the lean?
b*tch, no Halloween, I got tricks up my sleeve
I was onna perky when I hit it, she like gee
No, we not no rats, but we gon' trap and get that cheese
b*tch, I came in the game with chain chokers and Amiri jeans
Yeah, my bullets Actavis, pour up and make you lean

I'm having vibes in the booth that be sucking and f*cking on me
n*gga, how about you?
Runnin' that motherf*ckin' Porsche and the engine got horses
I pulled up like howdy-doo
I'm a lil' slimy motherf*cker, YSL all in my bones
I'm drippin' sh*t too
I got so many hundreds in my pockets
But these n*ggas know this ain't sh*t that new
My label say that I'm an addict, they tryna rehab me
Well b*tch, worry 'bout you
Spot 'em, I got 'em, I cop me a bag
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Karlae gonna drip some check ha out yea
No, we don't pay for the pistons, but keep a pistol
Our bank hold lotta weight, just like wrestler, I flex on 'em
Givenchy actress in the mansion 'cause I'm Dior spoiled
Double G cover my ankles, yeah, I'm [?]
f*ck your shooters, we know goblins, n*gga, we some martians
Dirty K with a drum on it, it hit him, he spike
I'm rocking cocaine valentino
Serve the dirty and them b*tches gon' [?]
I'm a party favor, party saver
And them Percs got the meds just like a doctor
Free Milwaukee Bucks, and yeah, I got bucks
I never rode the bus, b*tch, I was a walker
So much ice, b*tch, it freeze up the faucet