Get Off Milt

[Intro]
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What up, Face?
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[Verse 1]
They say you don't need a plug when you got twelve white niggas
Tryna middleman an armed robbery and a doctor visit
Bitch hardheaded, she don't listen, she ain't gettin' shit for Christmas
If you really love a nigga, help me pass out these lil' pictures
I hit this new shit with somethin' light and they couldn't even tell the difference
Plus I don't like her around 'cause shit just keep comin' up missin'
Heard you caught a body, but you not the one who really did it
And ain't nobody tell me shit, boy, I can tell that you ain't with it

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
I got White House on my fitted, I got codeine in my system
I stuff racks off in my Purple jeans, I rock exclusive denim
If you see me with that pretty bitch, it's probably true I hit her
Shit, it's guaranteed the plug gon' call, I run right through them bitches

[Verse 3]
Damn, Nut, get out the kitchen
You can't show 'em how you whip it
Swipe my card and I press credit
Ray gon' hit it, he gon' stretch it
She keep starin' at my necklace
Don't you know these bitches desperate?
Spending habit, Dolce fetish
We just livin' young and reckless
Pints imported straight from Texas
Louis shopping before breakfast

[Verse 4]
I'ma be in Pittsburgh by 5 AM
I ain't gon' stop 'til I touch them M's
Seen my own man tell 'em what we did
I'm a felon, take a risk when I leave the crib
Off-White for one night, never wear it again
I'ma wear this Nike joggy for a month straight
I'ma cut that bitch off if she in the way
In Omaha like I'm Tommy with the Florida plates
If his pieces don't hit, I cannot relate
I seen "Welcome to Michigan," I celebrated
You need your ass beat for raisin' that snitch
I fucked up when I put my all in a bitch
Give me all the bands, nigga, fuck a drip
My 'fit gon' be a rack 'cause I gotta drip
30 hangin' out my Hutchs while I'm ridin' up
I just want her to jaw, but she tryna fuck