Milly Rock

[Intro]

GC nigga, Dragon Mouth!

[ Verse: GC]

I don't Milly Rock but I'm on yo block
And I'm ridin' around with that Gaston Glock
See me with IT, you start to choke like Papa Doc
No alcohol, boy I'm sending shots
And wet yo ass like a aquanaut
High ass hell like a astronaut
Going to the top like the top shelf in that book shop
Haters don't listen but they eavesdrop
The flyest mothafucka' yo ass just a caterpillar
Shoot a nigga lika a pacer Reggie Miller
These pockets don't like to watch they figure
Aim shots up at you niggas
Just fucked more shit up than yo liver
Here's my nina, she a singer, a Grammy Award winner
I had bitches fight for me like we up on Jerry Springer
Smoke these niggas till' I'm diagnosed with emphysema
Stay on your toes still make yo ass a dead Ballerina
These hoes they so thirsty buy they ass some Aquafina
Now I'm getting money, getting it faster than a Cheetah
I got a lot of dough, but don't own a Pizzeria
Ok you the shit, I'm diarrhea in the sewer
I stay pulling triggers I'm a evil doer
All my niggas ball like Patrick Stewart
Yo bitch call me Kurt make her tap out in different angles
All my goons they demons but I own heaven's angels
Whip out the dick all on her face
Now she don't need no money for a facial
She like the way that shit taste now she loyal and faithful
She a bad ass bitch and I swear this bitch is playful
Put this Ruger up to you noggin just to intimidate ya'
Wack rappers need to stop breathing before I suffocate ya'
The way I'm going hard Ima' eliminate ya'
Dump you in the ocean while the Feds try to locate ya'
I told my fucking Mic that I'm about to salivate ya'
This loud I'm smoking won't let the ground gravitate ya'
If you a hater, I don't hate ya' Once you realize
I'm the shit like Drizzy you gone thank me later
Got these guns drawn like a well known illustrator
Let you have these shots, but I'm selfish with the chaser
Man, Its Lennie Smalls when I fucking spaz!
Spitting fire, we don't need no gas
In the cut, from that broken glass
All these rappers they my sons no Steve Nash
Like, I swear to God there's no competition
All these rappers acting they in line to audition
Balls all on her face like Peter Griffin
I don't save these Hoes cuz' I'm the villain
My flow a disease, a nigga need some penicillin
Free that nigga Chapo! need these drugs up in Chicago
All my raps are just like paintings from Picasso
These hoes came to me don't need to act like Johnny Bravo
Higher than Soprano
She ride me like an auto
I'm about my avocado
GC nigga Rocky mixed with Apollo