Michael Lyrics

We're soldiers

Soldiers don't go down

It's war

Soldiers, they kill other soldiers

We're in a situation where

Everybody involved knows the stakes

And if you're gonna accept those stakes

You gotta do certain things

Moving like my first name was Michael

I'm a made nigga

1400 everytime I pop out, I'm a gang Member

12 rounds leave lil homie knocked out

We some pain givers

All white fit, looking smooth

I'm a pain killer

Shawty give me too

Talking like some oral-B

We be shooting real guns

We ain't got no orbeez

Seen em tryna grease me

Luckily I'm oily

Did it from the south

I'm from Texas, not New Orleans

Smoking on the honeywood

Flier than a bumblebee

I ain't talking sex

But them real members fuck with me

Open up a business

Get that ho some company

Diamonds on Pluto

Open up the Sun for me

I've been sipping lean like it's alcohol

I've been having dreams

About things I ain't have at all

I was on the scene

when I seen em zip that baggie up

What the fuck you mean

On the V's we ain't sparing y'all

Tryna soak my game, he a whole towel

Said I'll be gone for a little minute

Took a whole hour

We don't fall out over bitches

Cause that ho ours

Hear They talk a lot of noise

But we can't go louder

Always keep that lightning

Like a Carpet

I learned how to squab

And then apartments

Shawty like a synonym for gorgeous

Shawty like a synonym for faucet

Throw up your hood

When you see me

If you throwing P

That's what you keep it

What's inside my cup

It's a secret

What's inside that trunk

It's a demon

My hoodie spring, my shorts

In fall, I'm dressing out of season

My niggas do you cold

For real, they pull up with some heaters

And dont think that y'all uppin scores

We spinning like repeaters

I feel in love with money

Just like Lois deal with Peter

I still ain't bought my own whip

But drive my bitches Beamer

She let me hold the keys

Because she trust in my demeanor

Oil up your metal

Niggas rusty

Trying to keep up

It's a price for that

Know it cost some money

Trying to be us

Cause I'm moving like my first name

Was Michael

I'm a made nigga

1,400 every time I pop out

I'm a gang member

12 rounds leave lil homie

Knocked out

We some pain givers

All white fit

Looking smooth

I'm a pain killer

Shawty give me top

Talking like some oral-B

We be shooting real guns

We ain't got no orbeez

Niggas tryna grease me

Luckily I'm oily

Did it from the south

But I ain't from New Orleans

I'm a made nigga

I'm a made nigga

I'm a made nigga

Did it from the south

But I ain't from New Orleans

I'm a made nigga

I'm a made nigga

I'm a made nigga

1,400 baby

I'm a gang member