Requirements

[Intro: KG Smokey]
Broke bitch can’t fuck a Millie Squad
Baby fuck with us you finna get a job
Lot of niggas talkin’, same niggas gettin’ robbed
Broke bitches can’t fuck with the squad
(Ron Ron do that shit)
Baby fuck with us you finna get a job
Lot of niggas talkin’, same niggas gettin’ robbed

[Chorus: KG Smokey]
Broke bitches can’t fuck with the squad (Squad)
Baby fuck with one of us you finna get a job (Get a job)
Lot of niggas talkin’, same niggas gettin’ robbed (Gettin’ robbed)
Sams niggas still broke, now we up in the sun

[Verse 1: KG Smokey]
Niggas fucked up
Suicidal you tryna slide on us
Extendo clip, louder, ran longer than a party bus
Check the scoreboard, yeah my niggas gon’ run them numbers (Run em up)
All bosses sittin’ at my table like the mafia (Like the mafia)
Have a bitch gon’ sell her pussy like it’s offer up (Sell that pussy baby)
All blue strips, lil’ bitch I got a lot of them (Run)
I don’t give a fuck like I never put a condom on
This watch on my wrist look somethin’ like an Audemars
All I gotta do is press a button, now the car is on
Wow that nigga Smokey come up, he is a lot of fun
Lot of flockin’, lot of robbin’, bitch, yeah I want it all (Swipe it baby)
Make a bitch checkin’ every fan, got my pockets strong
I put my lips on [?] and now I’m not enough
Bitch we in the field, kickin’ shit like a soccer ball
Big choppas in the minivan, no soccer moms
Cutthroat niggas, lil’ bitch don’t get your head knocked off

[Chorus: KG Smokey]
Broke bitches can’t fuck with the squad (Squad)
Baby fuck with one of us you finna get a job (Get a job)
Lot of niggas talkin’, same niggas gettin’ robbed (Gettin’ robbed)
Sams niggas still broke, now we up in the sun

[Post-Chorus: AudiiJune]
Millie Squad’s a squad bitch
If you ain’t fuckin’ with the squd get a job bitch
Bitch you heard it, you been heard it
You heard I was gon’ change, fuck outta here

[Verse 2: AudiiJune]
We employing these shorty’s, but bitch where’s your resume
And if you sellin’ pussy I know you can sell this Mary Jane
Bitch, take this pack, go here and then make this play
But come back to the crib ‘cause you know you got a date
Full time job and I’m a full time employer
But that first ten bands gettin’ put away for a lawyer
I be savin’ all this money, my bitches think I’m a hoarder
She can’t hold a dollar, nope, not even a quarter
And can’t no bitch approach me without her bag right
Bitch I’m AudiiJune, I can show you this fast life
But you know I’m throat, so we doin’ the dash right
And if I see an Op it gettin’ like up like flashlight
Are you ready for it?
Is you ready for that?
Is you ready to ho?
If you ready to trap?
But real 304 and you better not rap
Bitch I’m on the run and I ain’t goin’ back

[Chorus: KG Smokey]
Broke bitches can’t fuck with the squad (Squad)
Baby fuck with one of us you finna get a job (Get a job)
Lot of niggas talkin’, same niggas gettin’ robbed (Gettin’ robbed)
Sams niggas still broke, now we up in the sun