Milestones - On the Go (feat. W.Y.L.I.O.N Love)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Don't start shit, yeah
My niggas on the go
One call and you're gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Don't start shit, yeah
My niggas on the go
One call and you're gone
Flying at the emirates (First class)
Y'all niggas illiterate (Stupid)
I'm ruthless as fuck (Haha)
Maybe I should be considerate (I should)
Ate that pussy because it's pink (Yummy)
And she bad from head to feet (Whoop)
That nigga kept on talking shit
But them bullets done make him quit
Now a nigga getting money
Now these hoes be lovely dovey
His opp now cause I took his hoe (Took her soul)
Came from the block to doing shows
Closet full of designer clothes
Got a bad bitch snorting coke (Sniff)
Realer than your favorite rapper
Got more money than your favorite trapper
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Don't start shit, yeah
My niggas on the go
One call and you're gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Don't start shit, yeah
My niggas on the go
One call and you're gone
(Yeah) niggas on go
Just passed the finish line
I'm about to fuck on your hoe
(Yeah) Break that bitch down in the back of the finish line
I put in work, but he think it's quitting time
Bad bitch she take off her shirt
I just might fuck that little bitch in the dirt
She a little hoe and she listen to durk
Said I wanna fuck, I don't wanna flirt
We sipping on mud, we sipping on dirt
I like to go fuck that little bitch in her skirt
My niggas we pull off in hellcats, Skrrt
My bitch don't even be up past 10:30
I'm bout to re-up little nigga it's urgent
I just might pop me a little insurgent
Got me a little smart hoe she a brain surgeon
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Don't start shit, yeah
My niggas on the go
One call and you're gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My niggas on the go
Don't start shit, yeah
My niggas on the go
One call and you're gone
Private flights, one hell of a life
Ouu wee, this money make you stress-free

Written by:
Miles Evans, Tatyana Lewis

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