Bitch i'm CMILLY you don't know what the ice cost
Ridin round yo city windows tinted like a night hawk
Swervin in my coupe it ain't rented imma big boss
Way I spit the rhymes you would think the kid pissed off
5'6 but i stand tall with my ice out
Bad lil bitches in the club wanna pipe down
Who is you? you just came around
From my city some are lost and are never found
For my family imma hold it down
Wanna be a star I just wanna make my momma proud
For the ones that I love and the ones that I care about
It'll make sense one day imma air it out
Bitch its lights out for the night can't stay around
Head up in the clouds
Chain on tight it ain't ever gettin picked off
Yeah I took yo bitch why you actin all pissed off
I give her good pipe she throw it back like a kickoff
Young boy ballin game 7 in the playoffs
Fugazy ass shit yeah that shit is a knock off
Bitch I got migos I aint talkin take off
Bad bitch give it to me yeah i tell her take it off
Show her how i'm movin she gonna fall in love
You not hard
I'm in my bag
No Goyard
Gotchu runnin plays
Like a point gaurd
Big racks
No titties
Hunnids and fifties
Stop playin i'm in yo city
Imma trend setter like castro in the 60s
When its time to go no stoppin till the finish
Wish yall mind yo buisness
Gettin to the green yeah im gettin to the spinich
By the time i'm done ion even wanna hear it
CMILLY to the top yeah I said it and I meant it
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Bitch i'm CMILLY you don't know what the ice cost
Ridin round yo city windows tinted like a night hawk
Swervin in my coupe it ain't rented imma big boss
Way I spit the rhymes you would think the kid pissed off
5'6 but i stand tall with my ice out
Bad lil bitches in the club wanna pipe down
Who is you? you just came around
From my city some are lost and are never found
For my family imma hold it down
Wanna be a star I just wanna make my momma proud
For the ones that I love and the ones that I care about
It'll make sense one day imma air it out
Bitch its lights out for the night can't stay around
Head up in the clouds
Chain on tight it ain't ever gettin picked off
Yeah I took yo bitch why you actin all pissed off
I give her good pipe she throw it back like a kickoff
Young boy ballin game 7 in the playoffs
Fugazy ass shit yeah that shit is a knock off
Bitch I got migos I aint talkin take off
Bad bitch give it to me yeah i tell her take it off
Show her how i'm movin she gonna fall in love
You not hard
I'm in my bag
No Goyard
Gotchu runnin plays
Like a point gaurd
Big racks
No titties
Hunnids and fifties
Stop playin i'm in yo city
Imma trend setter like castro in the 60s
When its time to go no stoppin till the finish
Wish yall mind yo buisness
Gettin to the green yeah im gettin to the spinich
By the time i'm done ion even wanna hear it
CMILLY to the top yeah I said it and I meant it
Ridin round yo city windows tinted like a night hawk
Swervin in my coupe it ain't rented imma big boss
Way I spit the rhymes you would think the kid pissed off
5'6 but i stand tall with my ice out
Bad lil bitches in the club wanna pipe down
Who is you? you just came around
From my city some are lost and are never found
For my family imma hold it down
Wanna be a star I just wanna make my momma proud
For the ones that I love and the ones that I care about
It'll make sense one day imma air it out
Bitch its lights out for the night can't stay around
Head up in the clouds
Chain on tight it ain't ever gettin picked off
Yeah I took yo bitch why you actin all pissed off
I give her good pipe she throw it back like a kickoff
Young boy ballin game 7 in the playoffs
Fugazy ass shit yeah that shit is a knock off
Bitch I got migos I aint talkin take off
Bad bitch give it to me yeah i tell her take it off
Show her how i'm movin she gonna fall in love
You not hard
I'm in my bag
No Goyard
Gotchu runnin plays
Like a point gaurd
Big racks
No titties
Hunnids and fifties
Stop playin i'm in yo city
Imma trend setter like castro in the 60s
When its time to go no stoppin till the finish
Wish yall mind yo buisness
Gettin to the green yeah im gettin to the spinich
By the time i'm done ion even wanna hear it
CMILLY to the top yeah I said it and I meant it
Writer: Colby Mills
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