Milo

[Intro]
(Al Geno on the track)
(You gotta hear that beat, Otto)
Don't do that
You know that money like oxygen
And I'm rockin' model for the rest of the year
I ain't gotta go to designer, I am designer
Change like—

[Verse]
A nigga get the ups on me, I bet I bust right back
Some shit I just can't let you see, can't give my trust like that
This chopper hit you, bet your heart'll stop
Young shot a nigga at a barbershop, I knew that he was cut like that
I ain't gon' lie, I keep that fire, ain't tryna catch a fade
Ain't frontin' niggas, got a bag from me, I bet you're paid
I'm lookin' forward, I'm not thinkin' 'bout my yesterdays
My neck full of diamonds, nigga, look at what that pressure made
Where I'm from, we treat that Chevy like a Lambo', nigga, mount it up
I make music for the trappers and them niggas in that county stuff
When them plays hit my phone, I go make 'em and just count it up
That ten eight get 'em gone quick enough, I raise the bounty up
I can show you how to make them bands fly
When you keep it real, that's when they treat you like the bad guy
I slowed down on a pill, one night, a nigga almost passed out
I ain't get no sleep in 'bout a week, I got a bag eye
Nigga, get it? I got bags on my eyes
They might bite the banana, they see me passin' my ride
But I ain't stoppin', nigga, just gon' have to bite that bitch
I know in their head, they thinkin' I don't like that shit
Stayed down 'til I got my cash right
Keep a gun, I told my runner, "Make sure that them bags tight"
Like my spinner with the money, shot a movie last night
It's disrespectful to my diamonds when you use your flashlight (Nigga)
I just bought a fifty pack, it was seventeen five
Nigga got your partner whacked, when you seen him, you ain't slide
I be coolin', layin' back, but I got a mean side
That boy ain't got no smoke with me, know how I know? 'Cause he ain't die
I ain't tryna be no gangster, you know I'm a player, nigga
But don't ever let that fool you, I'll still spray a nigga
All that swag, I gave it to you, I should make you pay a nigga
Bought a bag of lotta smoke, but I just might sell some
A nigga called me broke and I said a prayer for him
Forgive him, Lord, he know not what he speak
Nigga, I ain't scared of nothin', I know that God got me
Everything I do, I conquer, I'm a hard body
And my nieces know their uncle goin' hard about 'em
My opp's a eagle, a monster, they brought that boy up out me
Don't do that