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[La the
Yeahhh...
L.A.D.
I'm all about that cheese, or Mozzarella
Muenster, Colby, or cheddar
it comes to robbery
Nobody do it
L.A.D.
Fresh Coogi
The
Lyrics is the
Understand my
Nigga, I'm a
Ice a snow cone
in my iPhone
Went from crack
To sellin'
Straight out the
To dollar homes
the Carter
Cookin' 36
36 O's and I 'em all down
In and out of trap
All the A-town
The A.M.G.
Money merger
I'm a young champ like Ben
S.S. Chevy with the big engine
Rims and paint cost me a pension

Millz]
I don't nothing but my niggas
And weed to go around
A tinted sedan grams and a loaded pound
Fuck what another nigga of me
I'm thinkin'
He G's
Nigga
Get your right
tryna be fresh
Get your grind
Cuz I'm
So in another
I throw my
At degrees
And I
Sparil my
At different
And I hit
Cuz at times
I
My shot
Nigga, I'm hot
Don't be cuz you not
Just be happy I'm lettin' you
I'm the good, I'm the bad
I'm the Devil, I'm
It's Young bitch!
The needs us
Gudda, what it is nigga?
Kid-Kid Chi, get it how you live
My nigga Mack just left the dealership
And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom so they sick
rings, diamond chains
Royal suites, private
Palm trees, big
I can't
I a promise to myself
That never be a have-not
Nigga bein' broke

Before day come
I'll A.K. ya
When there's
I'm in the center like Tyson
Fuck you heard
In the booth I off
Like the lights if you payin'
It's the
And you already two months late bill
nigga you's a lame
Bitch
I'm Millz!
Young

[Gudda
If you didn't, now you
It's the million dollar
the million dollar flow
Icicle
Got a million dollar
mill' for the gang
If you tryna a show
on the Bentley
Ridin' the 'jects
Got a pocket money
Nigga, on my tec
I'm demandin'
I'm a man to
your man
Put my 'round his neck
no other than
Gudda man
'bout my money
Nigga, fuck man
I'm on the chase
All about the man
I be climbin' your window
I'm fuckin' Broadman
I'm
Shady
Put your head in a
A bank with the bucks
It's what young niggas killin' for
The game
On the streets deal yayo
Fifty at his hat
Leave a peeled

[Lil'
I my Nina Bay like San Diego
Get me
I'm a turn a tornado
And all my riders ridin' a Winnebago
You
But let that A.K. go
than Qualo
Shoot you like
yo' ass a halo
These bitches around actin' like they J.Lo
Man, I remember when these was just hey hoe
Hey hoe, how you
Me?
I'm doing every thang
Smokin' them
I'm on that fuckin' Jane
shit so Tom and Jerry to Lil' Wayne
And you MC's are just milk and cherries to Wayne

And bitch I'm
But if I eatin' you rappers
I'll get sugar

I'm a different
I'll your two fingers into a million pieces
the fuck do I be thinkin'?
Kill, kill,
And Benjamin
Your girlfriend is them gangstas
And me bein' a
I get into girlfriend
I stay still the world spins
And ain't flyer than the Birdman
You me?
You him?
Him me
And we are than
All bitches, niggas, hoes
Enemies,
Threes, twos,
But dudes won