acrylo - mａｇｎｏｌｉａ lyrics
[intro]
yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
in new york i milly rock, hide it in my sock
running from an opp, and i shoot at opp (what)
and i’m on the block (what, what, what)
and i’m on the block (what)
in new york i milly rock (hello?) hide it in my sock (what)
hide it in my sock (what) selling that re-rock (what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what)
[chorus]
in new york i milly rock, hide it in my sock
used to sell re-rock, running from the cops
shooting at the opps (yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
shooting at the opps, ’cause i run they block
gimme top (top) in my drop-top
all these hoes gon’ flock (flock, flock) when i drop (drop, drop)
all these hoes gon’ flock (flock, flock) when i drop (drop, drop)
all these hoes gon’ flock (flock, flock) when i drop (drop, drop)
[verse]
woo, woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo, woo (flock)
woo, woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo, woo
all these hoes want cash, all these hoes want bags
f-cking on yo’ b-tch, uh, i’m her dad
all these niggas sound like cash, sound like cash
all these niggas sound like cash, sound like cash
i’m a soldier, d-mn, i thought i told you
shootin’ like a soldier, like i’m from magnolia
all these, niggas, always, fold
big, bank, never, fold
sippin, act’, fill that shit slowly
b-tches, on me, say she like my clothing
i’m in london, young carti global
designer is on me, call it dirty laundry
all of your b-tches they loose
all of your b-tches they loose
all of my b-tches they rich
and they stay rockin’ that rick
what, what, huh, what, what, huh
rich, rich, cash carti, b-tch
rich, b-tch, got a rich clique
i’m suckin’ on the cl-t, she suckin’ on the d-ck
give that hoe a tip, told her “buy some kicks”
then i brush my teeth, pop up in a whip
glocky in the whip, glocky in the whip
and i’m c-cky, f-ckin’ on a thotty
she just wanna plot me, b-tch can’t stop me
i’m riding in a mazi, this ain’t even my mazi
oh, that’s not yo’ thottie, yo’ b-tch look like a aunty
walked in with ashanti, d-mn, that look like shanti
d-mn, that look like carti, i think dat be young carti
heard he spent a hunnid on a f-cking watch piece, that’s filthy
[chorus]
in new york i milly rock, (what) hide it in my sock (what)
running from an opp, then i shoot at opp (what)
and i’m on the block (hello?)
and i’m on the block (what)
in new york i milly rock (what?), hide it in my sock (what?)
hide in my sock, (sock) selling that re-rock (rock)
what, what, what, what, what
in new york i milly rock, (what?) hide it in my sock (what)
[outro]
yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
b-tch -ss nigga, f-ck that nigga man!
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