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Ugly mother fucker with some big bands, stack it up
Ice up on my wrist I hit my big dance, dap me up
You ain't got no racks get out my face man, not enough
You missing your shots you ain't no game man, pass it up
Dumb mufuckin racks up on my wrist call that shit silly bands
I'm running shit up daily yeah they calling me the milly man
My neck is cold just like the arctic, I be fucking chilly man
My MAC is full of hollows I might have to fucking kill again
Aye what
Have to kill again
Aye yuh
I be chilly man
Yeah huh
I'm the millie man
Aye bitch
Got the silly bands
Ice on me just like an immigrant
All of my beats and the rhymes sounding dissonant
If you gon pull up there gon be an incident
I'm playing hoes like they mufuckin instruments
All of my chains looking fucking magnificent
I'm gonna separate all of your ligaments
I'm triple seven there ain't no equivalent
Up in the building, that aint no coincidence
All of my money I made it legitimate
All of the rhymes in my head sounding infinite
You know that daily I'm off of the stimulate
All of my team run this shit yeah they militant
Lookout for ops yeah you know we stay vigilant
I got the game all on lock like imprisonment
Fucking with me gonna start a predicament
Up on the throne cause you know i'm omnipotent
Aye
Yuh what
Know I'm omnipotent
Aye
Yuh aye
Know we stay vigilant
Aye
Yuh aye
Made it legitimate
Aye
Yuh aye
Gon be an incident
Aye
Heated, I'm seethin
Hatred keeps me breathing
All the bums with guns
And no brains to keep 'em thinking
Leave 'em bruised and bloody
Stains on 'em gettin smudgy
Never cared about a bitch