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lirik lagu millyz - benny blanco

[intro: millyz]
okay
yeah, i see what we doin’
don’t even worry about it
man of my word
look

[verse 1: millyz]
sh~t goin’ wrong but i try not to be pessimistic (i try)
they gettin’ rich on onlyfans, i might invest in b~tches (woo)
if she keep it ten toes, she get a necklace gifted
head doctor would of thought i got her neck perscripted (prescribed)
these suckers wanna live my life, but they ain’t never risk it
heavy is the head that wears the crown and you ain’t never lift it (at all)
you started thuggin’ when thеy let you in this record business
i grеw up druggin’, started rappin’ then i left the business
repetitious how my youngin’s keep on spinnin’ back (they just keep spinnin’)
’cause we don’t hold grudges, we remember facts
ain’t into cap, this new era is corny
i flirt with death ’cause life a b~tch and it keep gettin’ her h~rny
we mix these hundreds with these fifties, had a revenue orgy
major labels reachin’ out but they could never afford me (not me)
i got sneaker box money, flight club in my closet
independent powerhouse with a hustler’s logic (blanco)
wet him up, i bet he run like a faucet
diamonds drippin’, pipes burst before we take any losses
my wrist could turn a hater’s stomach, vvs be makin’ him nauseous
make~believe bosses don’t know the feelin’ racin’ these porches
i be with cocaina traffickers, santeria practicers
the baddest hoes attach ’em to my d~ck like a catheter
kush the color lavender
passenger in the bentley peelin’
old hoes gossipin’ like wendy williams, sh~t, i’m chillin’
[pre~verse: benny the butcher]
talk your sh~t, my boy
you know i’m f~ckin’ with you
the butcher comin’, n~gga

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
look
how you gon’ relate to us if you don’t know hunger? (huh?)
in 2005, we robbed sh~t the whole summer (me and city boy)
now my safe filled with cobwebs and old hundreds (old hundreds)
i just got offered a record deal and don’t want it (uh uh)
y’all follow all the lit trends
i’m winter vacationin’ with my rich friends
they slam doors in my face then i slipped in (sorry)
they hatin’ on your dawg
they family pics i used to hang above the star turned to a brick worth of paintings on the wall (woo), it’s money
you know how to persuade me, i’m what these presidents made me
have a son with my lady and let the plug name the baby (ha ha ha)
bein’ okay is cool but great how they gon’ rate me
kurt warner got a ring but who wouldn’t rather be brady? (who?)
yeah, the word travel when street n~ggas turn fragile
dirt nap you or help you get rich and throw work at you (what it’s gon be?)
coolin’, not tryna get n~ggas wet up, i birdbath you
the crib got six figures stashed in the third bathroom, yeah
if you don’t do nothin’ else, just believe these quotes (believe this sh~t)
these rules you could live by, not just some things rewrote
give ’em game, not money, that’s how they see you the dough
’cause you could give ’em money to eat but next week he’s broke (d~mn)
uh huh
you can’t treat these n~ggas how they treat you, they beneath you
take off on them when they start to feel equal
dark liquor in them nights in the trenches made me evil
empty sh~lls on the ground next to empty bottles of clicquot
the butcher

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