Big Milly - 5+5

Whipping down Rodeo and my passenger a dime, yeah
She just gave me brain and it made her lose her mind, yeah
Asked if she can stay and I'm saying I don't mind, yeah
Only fuck with 10's, that's a 5+5, yeah
Whipping in the Beamer when I'm cruising down the street
Picking up your girl cause I don't know what to eat
Calling her a lake and I signed up as a diver
I know I'm a hypocrite but I don't fuck with liars
Fuck an apology, fuck all the sorry shit
Why am I saying it if I ain't sorry bitch
Got a new baby, she never stop drinking
She says she a party girl, let's throw a party bitch
Playing the games like your name is Atari bitch
High while I rhyme, man I feel like Bob Marley bitch
Hop in the Bentley and hop in the Beamer and hop in the Jaguar and ride like a Harley bitch
They all know that I'm in my bag
Yeah I really be on some talent shit
I level the checks and the balances
I'm scoring, I'm shooting, not passing shit
Stole your girl now I'm making her laugh
Yeah I be on my Jimmy Fallen shit
Said she wanna stay, I'm not having it
Say she not mad then she go on to dragging it
Whipping down Rodeo and my passenger a dime, yeah
She just gave me brain and it made her lose her mind, yeah
Asked if she can stay and I'm saying I don't mind, yeah
Only fuck with 10's, that's a 5+5, yeah
Whipping in the Beamer when I'm cruising down the street
Picking up your girl cause I don't know what to eat
Calling her a lake and I signed up as a diver
I know I'm a hypocrite but I don't fuck with liars
Cop designer, I got a collection
Who are you baby, get out my section
Drop on your knees baby, get to the necking
She giving me brain like she giving a lesson
Yeah I brought her up, she see me as a blessing
It feel like fourth quarter the way that she pressing
I'm taking her shopping so she can stop stressing
Yeah I don't eat salad but they like my dressing
I random my moves, keep the enemies guessing
You add up your crew just so Milly can less it
I need a Smith just to go with my Wesson
I tell you to do something, not a suggestion
I just graduated but now I'm a freshman
She never stop calling, she love the attention
Locking me down tryna get a confession
I'm pleading the 5th bitch, don't ask me a question
Whipping down Rodeo and my passenger a dime, yeah
She just gave me brain and it made her lose her mind, yeah
Asked if she can stay and I'm saying I don't mind, yeah
Only fuck with 10's, that's a 5+5, yeah
Whipping in the Beamer when I'm cruising down the street
Picking up your girl cause I don't know what to eat
Calling her a lake and I signed up as a diver
I know I'm a hypocrite but I don't fuck with liars

Written by:
Revson Mills

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