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No Contest (feat. Brandon Doret) Video (MV)




Performed By: Milano
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Milano Walker




Milano - No Contest (feat. Brandon Doret) Lyrics
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Huh huh
Shout out ken for the booth shout out sky for the beat
I said holla if you need that holla for the feedback
Me and Sky is back in the booth you niggas need that
You girl getting good at sucking dick I bought her knee pads
The whip hella stretched ain't gotta push the seat back
You talking out ya mouth them goons pull up where you sleep at
Niggas said I changed but I don't even peep that
My brother have a daughter that's my heart you know I mean that
Your grind a little smarter take the profit and repeat that
That's street facts
All about my riches can you see that
Gisuppes on my feet I have no heart and bet I mean that
We was down bad and nobody ever seen that
Rose from the mud I'm talking jugging from my school bag
We didn't have plugs
If you want it better get that
They didn't show love
Now they pop up better get back
Closet filled up
Ain't no place to put these new racks
We Tryna build up
Momma told me to go get that
This the life I'm living
Ain't no cap, them nights lonely
Cousins crying out we hit McDonalds cause they hungry
Jason took his life I ask god why I guess he chosen
Grandpa left us early I found out it left me frozen
The summer heating up I'm hitting booths Im feeling chosen
Designer fabric only I can't wear no normal garments
She tried to bruise my name I found out it left me tarnished
Yeah i found out it left me tarnished
Yeah
Now snitch tell me who the hardest
Don't try to play it pimping its guaranteed im playing smarter
My backs to the wall
Im still getting paid regardless
See hands in my plate
Now you about to see who god is
Milano shitting on em swear this guy barley started
No im not a rapper goofy boy cause im an artist
Her daddys trying to kill me cause im loving on his daughter
I dont need designer but your baby momma bought em
This check not checkers all i do is count blessings
In first not second
You a scrub so stop flexing
This weed in my spliff got me higher than a jetson
Major league player I be playing where the mets at
Lying for some clout and where im from we don't respect that
Runnng to this shmoney so my foot is where they necks at
You wonder where im headed imma tell you where the checks at
Started from the bottom so a hater cant accept that
Yeah
Who am i not a human being
Twenty twenty got a vision you aint never seeing
I screwed the game like gta
But i aint ever cheated
God knows you guys really need me
Please believe
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Huh huh
Shout out ken for the booth shout out sky for the beat
I said holla if you need that holla for the feedback
Me and Sky is back in the booth you niggas need that
You girl getting good at sucking dick I bought her knee pads
The whip hella stretched ain't gotta push the seat back
You talking out ya mouth them goons pull up where you sleep at
Niggas said I changed but I don't even peep that
My brother have a daughter that's my heart you know I mean that
Your grind a little smarter take the profit and repeat that
That's street facts
All about my riches can you see that
Gisuppes on my feet I have no heart and bet I mean that
We was down bad and nobody ever seen that
Rose from the mud I'm talking jugging from my school bag
We didn't have plugs
If you want it better get that
They didn't show love
Now they pop up better get back
Closet filled up
Ain't no place to put these new racks
We Tryna build up
Momma told me to go get that
This the life I'm living
Ain't no cap, them nights lonely
Cousins crying out we hit McDonalds cause they hungry
Jason took his life I ask god why I guess he chosen
Grandpa left us early I found out it left me frozen
The summer heating up I'm hitting booths Im feeling chosen
Designer fabric only I can't wear no normal garments
She tried to bruise my name I found out it left me tarnished
Yeah i found out it left me tarnished
Yeah
Now snitch tell me who the hardest
Don't try to play it pimping its guaranteed im playing smarter
My backs to the wall
Im still getting paid regardless
See hands in my plate
Now you about to see who god is
Milano shitting on em swear this guy barley started
No im not a rapper goofy boy cause im an artist
Her daddys trying to kill me cause im loving on his daughter
I dont need designer but your baby momma bought em
This check not checkers all i do is count blessings
In first not second
You a scrub so stop flexing
This weed in my spliff got me higher than a jetson
Major league player I be playing where the mets at
Lying for some clout and where im from we don't respect that
Runnng to this shmoney so my foot is where they necks at
You wonder where im headed imma tell you where the checks at
Started from the bottom so a hater cant accept that
Yeah
Who am i not a human being
Twenty twenty got a vision you aint never seeing
I screwed the game like gta
But i aint ever cheated
God knows you guys really need me
Please believe
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Writer: Milano Walker
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