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milly floxks x zay ty - now or never lyrics

milly floxks (chorus)
said you ain’t on sh+t, n+gga get off our d+ck
shooters spin through in a rental, hop out leave his body split
leave him stuck like he paralyzed, get him torched bro zay let them hallows fly
and i stay with that semi too, don’t shoot at opps because them bullets is hitting you
clear the scene we ain’t spraying mace, glock got a kick it’s gon beat through your f+cking face
crack his head like a f+cking vase, glock got a beam i can’t miss ain’t no f+cking way
drop the rakes raise the murder rate, zay gon spin through if he woo imma add k (2x)

zay ty (verse 1)
i’m in the hood like a engine, when i’m sending them shots i ain’t missing
and free all the bro’s out the system, [?]
if you f.t.g.k then you bound to smoke, she declining your calls because she sucking the bro’s
when she done with the squad then that b+tch gotta go
f+ck all the opps b+tch i want all the smoke
i ain’t throwing no hands, man i’m letting it blow
stop posting vids from 4 years ago
jack you my mans but you post on the book
seen you in person now you look shuck
gang, we gon leave him 2, 3 shots when we squeezing
and i stay on the block with some demons
and i’m f+cking your treesh on the weekend
lil s.dot ran when we seen him
got ike in the air, [?]
tell these woo n+ggas get up they defense
got ike in the air, [?]
tell these woo n+ggas get up they defense

milly floxks (verse 2)
us 2 we a tag team, spin through the floss throw shots at your d+mn beam
you can die if you drop the set, better get right or your ass getting f+cking left
long clip like extensions, you was just blood how the f+ck is you crip then
all this talk we not having that, bullets make his lungs tight like a n+gga got an asthma attack
leave him stretched like some jumping jacks, hallows make his ass flip like this n+gga an acrobat
we gon hop out with 4.4’s, imma throw shots till his brain tough the f+cking floor
he not dead then we send more, how you on court but a woo n+gga never score (2x)
he not from harlem, but these bullets make him shake though
call up some choo’s, they’ll bring out the draco
f+ck the talk, if he wooing i’ll pop him, just like the l this tommy gon drop him
and my chop got a quarter kick, if you not with the gang imma flock leave his body split
glock 9 got a crispy clip, and it came with a beam ain’t no way you can hide from it
nightmare like boogie+man b+tch, i don’t mask up got a scarf like i’m taliban
and i stay with that big mag, air out the whole scene these woo n+ggas don’t get back
ain’t no more running rick, hallows do damage they’ll rip through his kidney b+tch
tell zay pass the semi, lenz spin through make the scene look drippy
got a beam on the gun, 30 shots in the clip, won’t snitch plead the 5th

- milly floxks x zay ty lyrics

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