Milkshake Lyrics – Queezy_the_Gangster
Singer: Queezy_the_Gangster
Title: Milkshake
Gang
Got a big #ss glock no safety
Had to get it cause n#gg#s be tryna play me
Take that pill i ain’t ready for a baby
I been going crazy
Don’t think you can save
Had to move different ’cause n#gg#s acting fake and shady
Big booty b#tch gon’ shake it (ah)
Sit on my dick tryna break it (uh)
I throw some cash and that b#tch gonna rake it (ah)
He flex some cash on the net imma take it (ah)
They see some cash and they switch, faking, huh (ah)
Lockedinkee has awakened
That n#gg# a pig, he get burned, bacon, huh
f#ck it let’s get it shaking
Beam to his head and that n#gg# just fainted
Woah
Back on the regular beat
Best dick of her life this ain’t regular meat
You want smoke with me? this ain’t regular beef
Blue and green lights b#tch these ain’t regular beams
How you bad at this sh#t and you talk like you g.o.a.t.-ed
I’m the real g.o.a.t. so you should keep that noted
b#tch
How you my mans and you folded?
You mad that my pockets stay loaded
f#ck your opinion i don’t give a f#ck what you told them
I really do live what i write so i wrote it, uh
Never dealt with all the trolling
Just f#ck on your b#tch tell her pass me the trojan
Sick of this sh#t pass the gas imma roll it
Tinted my whips ’cause the cops stay patrolling, uh
I f#ck a b#tch on some dumb sh#t
Big choppa dump sh#t i make a n#gg# run quick, uh
Kee known to turn up the function
I started rapping know i’m onto something
He started capping that n#gg# a snake
I don’t know a josh but i do know a drac (drake)
f#ck on his b#tch tell her get out my face
I’m dropping an ep sorry ’bout the wait
Killing these beats so she tell me i ate
I ran up my numbers they tell me i’m great
She sat on my dick tried to break it
Wants me to last, b#tch, i ain’t gonna make it
p#ss# in my face, babe, let daddy taste it
You say it’s mine as if i’m the one made it
1 month with my fingers, babygirl, daddy waited
Throw you on the bed, baby, you already naked
Depression music now i’m back on the hype sh#t
I dissed a toothpick he angrily typing
He cry like a b#tch, little baby is whining
Murdered her p#ss# i’m doing a crime, man
Go to court for a killing i ain’t doing time, man
I ain’t no snitch, b#tch, i ain’t gonna lie, man
Fag dissed me on sports wants me as a line-man
b#tch i’m just going so dumb
I need ’bout half of a mil’ in a month
I need ’bout double that run me the funds
b#tch i’m gon’ double back
And you can trust in that like
You know i already won
Like
’cause b#tch i’m the best
Like
I might just skeet on her chest
Lockedinkee don’t flex
Know i’m up next, b#tch
What n#gg#?
Come one
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