Milkshake

Yeah, yeah Niggas wanted beef, so we gave it Niggas wanted heat, so we gave it Iced out, new watch, no savin', uh My pockets still goin' through inflation Why these niggas still tappin' in they savings? Why these niggas still rattin', tellin' statements? Clam pie colored coupe, me and Stacey Dash on a bitch, I don't care if niggas hate me '86 lift, no belt, no safety Bag on a bitch if the bitch wanna chase me She wanna fuck but that bitch not a ten though Please back up, bitch, hands out the Benzo Bitch got mad, quit stainin' my window Bitch tryna brag but you lamer than your friends, ho Creepy ass ho tryna fuck I ain't worry 'bout a ho or a slut Niggas really want smoke, so it's up It's quiet, so when you niggas really pullin' up? You lyin', so why you niggas really think you tough? You dyin', 'cause y'all be talkin' shit and now it's stuck Uh, how you upgrade your life and be stuck in the same place? Broke in the same place? How you do shit for so damn long and be stuck in the same place? Livin' that the same way? It's dead, we throwin' it out Can't get it myself? Then we goin' without Be hard in the streets and be ho in the mouth He talkin' the shits, but we callin' him out Wordplay slicker than Juice On my worst day, I'm prettier than you Wanted beef, so we sent him to Zeus New Glock sittin', waitin' in my coupe Oh my God, wait, hold on, oops Oh my God, wait, hold on La-la, la-la, la Want it all La-la, la-la, la Oh my motherfuckin' God, no he didn't It's Kodie K Kelis No need to talk shit 'cause your boyfriend jealous She say that I'm selfish Ain't no need to get mad when no ass on your pelvis Girl, that ass goin' down Got my headphones beatin', bah-dun-duh-dun-dun Beat they ass 'til they down No need for the Glock, no need for the drum