Lakeyah, Tee Grizzley - MilTroit lyrics

(JR)
Ayy

With me it's mostly action
I hate when it's too much talkin'
Lakeyah, what they pay? I send
A hundred through Milwuakee
I tried to take the za down to
The K but they won't dog it
I'm tryna leave the streets but this
Shirt 'cause they keep callin'
They got left in the street 'cause
Niggas ain't have shit to offer
Don't get left in the street
Hit with' that heat for all that talkin'
I fuck with Walmart but when it's
Smoke we want our target
Ain't no poppin' out no bushes
We be clutchin' while we parkin'
Ayy, you want smoke
You know we with' it 'cause
It's pressure 'round this bitch
And I ain't worried 'bout who steppin'
I keep steppers 'round this bitch
And I be puttin' that shit on
I get dressed around this bitch
And I call all my niggas nerds
We keep TECs around this bitch
Big Lakeyah, made woman
I'm protected 'round this bitch
High speed car like it's a rally
Flags is checker 'round this bitch
All this money we be gettin'
You think we stressed around this bitch?
I call Tee Grizzley, we tap in
Run up a check around this bitch
Ayy, I can't fit in no small coupes
But got two 'Vettes around my wrist
Gang turnt
They fuck on hoes that they
Just met around this bitch
When they shoot, they ain't gon' miss
They hit all net around this bitch
In that bulletproof Maybach like it's
A vest around this bitch
Whip roarin', bitch
This ain't my only foreign
Bitch going, I don't make no threats
You ain't gon' get no warning
What I spent on granny crib
That's what Big Meech gave his lawyers
Boy, these niggas big informants
I was broke but still important
Ayy, I'm the hottest bitch
Doing it right now
Let's just be honest
I ain't got no time for hatin'
Ass hoes in my comments
I'm the biggest name standing in
Milwaukee next to Giannis
Ain't Ciara, but this pussy good
It make a nigga promise
I got plenty different whips and
I don't drive 'em
I'm important
I got drivers, I got multiple Suburbans
Filled with sticks so, bitch
Don't try
If you got tension throw that
Issue in the blender
I'm a boss, I'm a owner
You a motherfuckin' renter
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no makeup
We got MACs up in the sprinter
Heard them folks you with on paperwork
That's facts up in the printer
Bitch
Sendin' boxes to the house
Soon as they get there we gon' kill 'em
Since I got out, I been winnin'
Savin' more than I been spending
God, forgive me, I'm a sinner
I put niggas in that blender
I just fly her out then
Crack, then send her back
Can't do no dinners
God, forgive me, I'm a sinner
I put niggas in that blender
I just fly her out then
Crack, then send her back
Can't do no dinners

Ayy, you want smoke
You know we with' it 'cause
It's pressure 'round this bitch
And I ain't worried 'bout who steppin'
I keep steppers 'round this bitch
And I be puttin' that shit on
I get dressed around this bitch
And I call all my niggas nerds
We keep TECs around this bitch