Millennium Tour

[Intro]
(Da Realest)

[Verse]
We'll do you bad and cake you out your shit
I be watchin' 12, baby watchin' six
I don't like the uppers, do the downers, nigga
Walk in here and you gon' hear the counter spinnin'
You a loud nigga, style stealer
I be hatin' when the good niggas get murked by foul niggas
You ain't hear that Poody walked down the case and ain't see a trial?
We missin' Siris, so I'm talkin' to Caleb like he got now
I'm so locked in with my plug for a month, give him the route
Like my granny when you come to her door, you in or out?
Told my bitches that I like 'em submissive or give me mouth
Told my mama that I'm out there with J's, Reasonable Doubt
Cake, cake, cake, they wanna get him like the Grinch
I ain't hit the bag yet, I'm gettin' clio by the pinch
This shit too good, they gon' cry over the dick
When I find another state, I find a clio with a ranch
I touch down with eighty, she like, "Daddy home"
She was waitin' up in Gucci pantyhose
Baby head bangin', I'm a red ranger
Told my bitch, "How you want it?" She say, "Legs shakin'"
Ain't no fake beef, shit, I'd rather ball
My girl phone slappin', I can't miss none of R. Kelly calls
What you know 'bout ridin' with a brick and all you see is fall?
I can get three brickies off consignment 'cause I'm really dog
Your lil' niggas be out here lackin' hard like they don't care 'bout safety
I'm too smooth with it, I go wherever the money take me
Bitch, your nigga broke and dumb as fuck, it ain't no competition
Two gon' get that weight in his Timbs like he at Planet Fitness
I always keep the nickel, I'm gon' shoot over a stunt
It's a certain way I fuck you when I'm knowin' you a slut
You better come out with a military, you comin' out with us
They gon' think I'm Jayson Tatum, what I do over the bucks
They ain't killin' for they mans, but they'll kill about a nut
Ain't acceptin' new beef, so don't be playin' like you tough
Before I even beef with niggas, shit, I gotta know they solid
Them boys know we always had to leave, the category bodies
I did four hundred thousand, you ain't pulled a nickel out the streets
Used to love the Uzi 'til I put a switchy on my glee
My bitch tellin' all her friends and her mama I'm a keep
Ass fat, pretty face, pussy broke, you a D
She sayin' shit like she ain't feel me before
I ain't even popped my shit, they think I'm really important
My fined called, "You know I need billy of course"
Got that old dope in like the Millennium Tour (Da Realest)