Lyrics To a Milli

[Verse 1]
Tell the labels if they're ready we can do it how I want
Shordy [?] follow back it feel like switching to a [?]
And my homie dressed up nice he tryna register a Glock
Up and down the road to riches almost memorized the walk, yeah
Let me talk my talk I had to let ’em' know
Hear the ground talking to me, Edgar Allan Poe
Are you fucking with me baby, thats a yes or no
And my fingers way colder than a stethoscope, yeah
Came out Western Mass' that means we’rе landlocked
My homies French-Canadian and Jеwish, we don't only rep the shamrock
I'm rapping bout' the Za my boy I really got them Xans off
It used to be like 3 AM, driving out to Randolph's

[Chorus]
Hit the Dunkin', grab the key to use the bathroom
I can hear the Devil knocking like he tryna sell a vacuum (I know you're in there Lucas)
I'm tryna get so rich I’m living in a vacuum
With a big bag of money, girl I’m colder than a classroom
(MONEEEEEYYYYYYY)
Ha, I don't think they feel me
On the road to riches and I’m boutta' pop a wheelie
Gotta do my thing I got a feeling it's gon' kill me
Every girl I dated knew the lyrics to a milli

[Verse 2]
Im going with my gut, I don’t care if it's an ulcer
Who's that Anglo-Saxon tip-toeing through the culture
I'm not controversial, I'm just flyer than a vulture
Shordy want a new life, say she's moving out to Boulder
Who's that demon in the lawn?
Boy, I came out the suburbs, I was screaming at my mom
Young and rowdy, young and dumb without a reason to be wrong
And the fairy tales sorta' sound deceiving all along
They used to take my sound and try to undermine it
Now I got all your attention and it's undivided
Boy, I came up outta Amherst where the H is silent
But the H is still around I know some guys who tryin' it
I came out Mass, spent a [?] side
My music teacher used to hate it when I improvised
Every time I hit your town I leave 'em' mystified
I'm the type to leave my album cover pixelized (Crazy)
Shorty cop my ounce, I gave her little brother shake
Bought a Sarah Lawrence, never trapped to Westford state
I came up out the woods, I meet a custy by the lake
And my competition wonders how I never take a break

[Chorus]
Hit the Dunkin', grab the key to use the bathroom
I can hear the Devil knocking like he tryna sell a vacuum (I know you're in there Lucas)
I'm tryna get so rich I'm living in a vacuum
With a big bag of money, girl I'm colder than a classroom
MONEEEEEYYYYYYY
Ha, I don't think they feel me
On the road to riches and I'm boutta' pop a wheelie
Gotta do my thing I got a feeling it's gon' kill me
Every girl I dated knew the lyrics to a milli

Yung Moola Baby, DJ!!