Lyrics Milkshake - BBY KODIE

Yeah, niggas wanted beat so we gave it
Niggas wanted heat so we gave it
Iced out, new watch, no saving, uh
My pockets still going through inflation
Why these niggas still tapping in they savings?
Why these niggas still ratting, telling 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 Benz-o
Bitch got mad, quit staining my window
Bitch tryna brag but you lamer than your friends,hoе

Creepy ass hoe tryna fuck
I ain't worry 'bout a hoе or a slut
Niggas really want smoke so it's up
It's quiet, so when you niggas really pullin' up?
You lying, so why you niggas really think you tough?
You dying, 'cause I be talking shit and now it's stuck
Uh, how you upgrade your life but 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?
Living at the same rate
It's dead, we throwin' it out
Can't get it myself then we going without
Be hard in the streets and be hard in the mouth
He talking the shits but we callin' him out

Wordplay slicker than juice
On my worst day I'm prettier than you
Want a beat so we send him to Ωeus
New Glock sitting right 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 motherfucking God, no, he didn't
It's Kodie K K's
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, he a pelvis
Girl, that ass going down
Got my headphones beating, bah, dun, bah, dun, dun
Beat that ass till they down
No need for the Glock, no need for the drum