Milkshake

Yeah, yeah

Niggas wanted beef, so we gave it
Niggas wanted heat, so we gave it
Iced out, new watch, no savin', uh
My pockets still goin' through inflation
Why these niggas still tappin' in they savings?
Why these niggas still rattin', tellin' statements?

Clam pie colored coupe, me and Stacey
Dash on a bitch, I don't care if niggas hate me
'86 lift, no belt, no safety
Bag on a bitch if the bitch wanna chase me
She wanna fuck but that bitch not a ten though
Please back up, bitch, hands out the Benzo
Bitch got mad, quit stainin' my window
Bitch tryna brag but you lamer than your friends, ho

Creepy ass ho tryna fuck
I ain't worry 'bout a ho or a slut
Niggas really want smoke, so it's up
It's quiet, so when you niggas really pullin' up?
You lyin', so why you niggas really think you tough?
You dyin', 'cause y'all be talkin' shit and now it's stuck
Uh, how you upgrade your life and be stuck in the same place?
Broke in the same place?
How you do shit for so damn long and be stuck in the same place?
Livin' that the same way?
It's dead, we throwin' it out
Can't get it myself? Then we goin' without
Be hard in the streets and be ho in the mouth
He talkin' the shits, but we callin' him out

Wordplay slicker than Juice
On my worst day, I'm prettier than you
Wanted beef, so we sent him to Zeus
New Glock sittin', waitin' in my coupe
Oh my God, wait, hold on, oops
Oh my God, wait, hold on

La-la, la-la, la
Want it all
La-la, la-la, la

Oh my motherfuckin' God, no he didn't
It's Kodie K Kelis
No need to talk shit 'cause your boyfriend jealous
She say that I'm selfish
Ain't no need to get mad when no ass on your pelvis
Girl, that ass goin' down
Got my headphones beatin', bah-dun-duh-dun-dun
Beat they ass 'til they down
No need for the Glock, no need for the drum