Mils ft. 8P3X Lyrics

I gave a fuck but I never got it back

Good luck with me giving one them again

I done retired from giving a fuck

Now all I'm doing is taking them in

If she don't want me go straight to her kin

That little bitch take it straight to the chin

She telling me how her sister a fool

And she been the same way since they both was a kid

I do not force them or marry divorce them

I put them in places I think they should be

I tell her hoe she can go where she wanna

But all of that money is staying with me

She got her hands all up over my body

And talking in tongues like she praying for me

And if I tell her take one for the team

Then she doing her thing cause she playing for me

She got my logo between both her breasts

I'm sending these bitches like messages

And some niggas hate on the game

But I'm thinking that most of that hate is just estrogen

Look I got them tripping I'm mescaline

I leave them in holes like I'm ketamine

It ain't really much I could help them with

Bitch I'm coming up like amphetamines

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils

Babe don't be lazy

Get off your ass you can get up and get it

I make it jump when it land it's still jiggling

I want it all I ain't doing no picking

All opposition could lick on my dickens

I send them screaming and kicking

Don't want you sweating and bitching

Way too much heat in my kitchen

Ya ain't got a plate

You don't know what you missing

Go on get a taste and you won't feel your face

I promise you this isn't laced

All of my goals getting knocked out the park

Ain't none of them fuckers on base

Over the years I done did a 180

I had to shed my old ways

I got some thoroughbred hoes on my team

That'll get me through the race

They know how to beat down a blade

So I took them all to the derby

Up in the early

I get the worm before any of these birds eat

And I'll mix this bitch into bird seed

She coming home with a full purse

And some hurt feet

I take them hoes all ready to go

And fully stocked that's turnkey

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it

Once I get a feel for it

I'ma make mils on it