Reggie Miller Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah
Bitch, you is not smoking za
You is not smoking za, bitch, yeah
You is not smoking za, you smoking Reggie Miller (mid)
Catch a opp Mike Jack, cause we gon' make a thriller
Keep a hammer in the whip like Bob the Builder (bitch)
You is not a main character you just a filler (uhhh)
This is real life (what)
This ain't Nerf bitch, this a real pipe
Brodie slide with a katana that's a big knife
Shot his ass, then revived him, just to kill him twice (uhh)
I don't really stress after (what)
Me and gang rockin' off white like it's the X-Factor
I just put a bounty on his head there'll be no mess after
I just turned my pawns into queens like a chess master
Yeah, turn my hoes into bad bitches (what)
We ain't 21 but we just be some savages (bitch)
You ain't really be with real steppers you some catfishes
Zero points, 22 assists that's what my average is (pass)
Yeah, if it's green I'm finna pass the play (what)
I'm finna punch his bank account like Cassius Clay
Made what you made in two weeks in like half a day
Wanna be a baller but you never come out to play (uhh)
You is not smoking za, you smoking Reggie Miller (bitch)
Catch a opp Mike Jack, cause we gon make a thriller (vid)
Keep a hammer in the whip like Bob the Builder (shit)
You is not a main character you just a filler (uhhh)
This is real life (what)
This ain't Nerf bitch this a real pipe
Brodie slide with a katana that's a big knife
Shot his ass, then revived him, just to kill him twice (ha)
I'm the hardest white rapper since Vanilla Ice (bitch)
I'm the best plug in town, bitch come pick a price
If I serve you once, then I'll serve you twice (fact)
We got everything you need bitch come pick a vice (uhhh)
And I serve to the fiends
Mom was doing laundry found a Perc in my jeans (uhh)
Got a Spanish bitch she love to twerk for a bean (what)
Popped a maroon five feeling like Adam Levine (damn)
Hit my payphone, if you tryna cop
I might throw a discount if you buy a lot
I might buy a Lambo and just drop the top
You still on foots, but we spin yo' block