lil gotit – 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 leaves?
b+tch, no halloween, i got tricks up my sleeve
i was outta pocket when i hit it, she like jeans
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’ some too
i got so many hundreds in my pockets
but these n+ggas know this ain’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
[?]
karlae gonna drip some [?]
no, we don’t pay for the pistols but keep a pistol
[?] i’m not a wrestler, but 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 [?]
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
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