mila Lyrics

(Damn damn damn)

Young nigga swagged out, sipping on Fiji

Wearing the no branded damn-, wait she wearing Ri Ri

Look thru the blinds peak out do they see me (damn)

Took me a second to see me

Knew that nigga was fake he deceiving

Dodging the friends, hollup now I'm weaving

Might be feeling ill, but I'm up

I can't be, feeling too weasy

Cookup like a chef ina pot (SQUAA)

Jus like the flow, they say that it's greasy

He hard headed big boy, that nigga anemic

Cannot be signing my life away (blehhh)

Lo is not feining (bluh)

I told you I'm a good guy, not scheming

I'll give ya some rubies, the diamonds the cheapest

Buy ya the world we can go out (yuh)

Buy you the world we can go out every weekend

I-I-Is it my time, is it Lo's time

Is it Lo summer the season (damn)

But is they really gon peep it, drop every Friday I know that I'm frequent damn

The promo annoying

Nigga I don't wanna go preach it, or go out to teach it (damn)

Send the music out the people but,

It jus feel like I'm reaching (wait)

Hollup, bro am I reaching?

B-B-Bag for the fendi, Bag for da nails (ah)

Told her you gotta listen to the word, don't go by the earthly things

Pay attention to the details (mm)

This nigga frenemie enemie, I told him to go be well

I cannot have no friend nor enemies, I wanna see well

Aye (yuh) damn

Young nigga swagged out, sipping on Fiji

Wearing the no branded damn-, wait she wearing Ri Ri

Look thru the blinds peak out do they see me (damn)

Took me a second to see me

Knew that nigga was fake he deceiving

Dodging the friends, hollup now I'm weaving

Might be feeling ill, but I'm up

I can't be, feeling too weasy