Robb Bank$ Lyrics – A Milli

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“A Milli (4 M’s)”


Hey Cris, f**k you
Huh, uh

Barely gotta ask, money got a sack
I don’t talk, all cap, you ain’t gotta ask me
All my chickens stacked, all my h**s intact
Your main bi**h a gnat, I just took Molly with Ashley

Richard mil, bi**h since I was 12, I was nasty
Put my hands on a female 12, I let her catch me (woo woo)
No Phil or Lil, she want my pickle dill, make her unwrap me (SSET)
Pop a pill, act like I’m a seal, who gon’ test me? (SSET SSET)
Young nigga, you a f**k nigga, check my rap sheet (you dig?)
bi**h, I made a mil off Tha City and I decided that I quit rapping (tuh, tuh, huh)
I just got a text from another [?] bi**h and I [?]
I be having s*x in a rental, young nigga broke the emblem, I told her tax me
Last time a nigga seen me, just know I had my hand in a whole p***y
Yeah true fact, I don’t think nobody want it, I’m just being genuine, no punking
Nigga, I been drinking Act since the wave done started, I made y’all want it, who passed me?
And I been the GOAT since I came out the womb
Nigga, I’ma take the phone, no capping
Boy, your ho so basic, and you can’t face it
Real G’s for your own good
She’ll check the deuce on you, red loose on you
Substitute yourself for the wood, uh (woo woo woo)
She don’t need the hand movement, let the bands do it
I’ma put the p***y on the hood (SSET SSET)
Sodium so high, lil small fry, smoking Green Giant canned goods (huh)

4 M’s, 4 M’s, 4 M’s, 4 M’s
We ain’t the same, nigga, I don’t drink red, 4 M’s, 4 M’s
Yeah, fly, my nigga, they dead, they dead, who them? (I did)
I’m off the top, I ain’t got no head, no head, just tip

Barely gotta ask, money got a sack
I don’t talk, all cap, you ain’t gotta ask me
All my chickens stacked, lay with the attachments
Caught you in the trap and you ain’t faster than a track meet
Happy

4 M’s, 4 M’s, 4 M’s, 4 M’s
We ain’t the same, nigga, I don’t drink red, 4 M’s, 4 M’s
Yeah, fly, my nigga, they dead, they dead, who them? (I did)
I’m off the top, I ain’t got no head, no head, just tip

Bounce, eh, pour it up by the ounce, eh (woo woo woo)
f**k your bi**h (tuh, tuh), kick the bi**h out, huh (yeah, I did)
New phone (brr brr brr), look at my account (haha)
Bad bi**h, huh, take her a*s down (huh)
I’ma pop three, Iceman put him on a T, f**k nigga froze (you dig?)
bi**h told me, "I just seen you on TV, why you on commercial?" (I did)
bi**h, I’m young Savage OG, young [?], tell that boy, I seen you
Femto Glock 33, double S, bi**h, that’s me, I’m on whatever y’all on

Bow, bow, bow, bow

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