Lyrics Pisces - Russ Millions

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Mi-Millions, I've been chartin' for ages
Baba Milly up in her playlist
Killin' it, give her wood, she can't take it
Dickin' it, bust my nut, let her taste it (tek buddy)
Feel my love, tender touch, nothin' basic
Pickler, pick and tint make her shake it
Climax, course I left her legs shakin'
Figure eight, know my legs, I can't break it

I ain't got no manners
Dem man yap yap, ain't causin' damage
Badoom, bap bap, watch him lose his balance (shatai)
My girl's boujee, but her man's a savage (bullet)
Facety, but I don't mind a challenge (uh-huh)
Reflex, got an amazin' talent
Deeper, pullin me close, can't manage
Sativa, bun nuff weed like Wiz Khalifa
Darkoo strapped up, ready for diva (bullet)
Cognac, Russ ain't into tequila (shatai)
Russ been lit since Becky and Keisha
Gun lean, chat dem a chat like Tanisha (woo)
Jumpy, when I'm on stage, it's a wheel up (shot it)
Dot dot, brang that 'round to Sabrina's (bullet, bullet)
Msplash make juice spill, couple liters (shatai, tally)

Got the drop on homie's address (yes)
You know bro's don't rest (nah)
Salaam man with the right, box man with the left (woosh)
You know koof-kuff-kweff (baow)
Yes (crud)

It's R-I-P if the young boy cheff (ching, ching, ching)
Now your bro on a T-shirt like Corteiz
Obviously gyal just hop on (hop on)
Doggy that gyal with Crocs on (Crocs on)
Who dem boy tryna get drops on? (No)
Cah I got a serious watch on
The man that I walk with, certi' (certi')
Spin that, sturdy (skrrt, woosh)
(Huh, Lord have mercy)

Bro just bust that thanks to the barrister
Real madman, enuh, hand ting carrier
Shells in Greece, had shanks in Malia
Different caliber (boy)
Threw that mash 'cah the feds weren't catchin' up
Lost that arm like Jamie Lannister
Like gyal foreign with a language barrier
Big back Fatima, woii

That tough talk, better cut right down (better cut right down)
Cah the things that we got for a stranger
Turn your world upside down (grrah, boom)
'Round here's not safe for you (rrah)
Your grandma better pray for you (uh-uh)
On your ends like Tems
I tell the young G's wait for you (behave)
In a stolen with a pole in (pole in)
Doin' all that trollin' 'til we hold him (hold him)
KD phone in through the bronem (bronem)
Keep my wrist frozen like it's swollen (swollen)
I don't wanna lotion no emotion (no)
Tings skin golden, remove clothin' (come here)
Whole ting soakin' while I'm strokin' (ooh)
Like an ocean, is it me or the VVS?

Broke boys give me PTS
Opp boys wanna see me stressed
Lil' deal on the PDF, lil' bro made the K pop, BTS (grrah, boom)
French ting give me EE texts, said she wanna come London, EasyJet
But my West ting's here, can't see me yet (no, no, no, no)