Millo Gang, baby
Bryant Myers
Hey
You are not in a novel or a movie
What you want is for your booty to crash
Where am I taking it to you, no one reaches that location
In the studio after lighting a Cookie
We signed up like a Woody
Baby, I wasn’t going to fool around until you started swinging
It’s not for talking, it’s for giving
No more I want you to be my chichi partner
When I start kikeing watching your stories I want to post it to you (Bryant Myers)
Kikeo on your Insta when I burn a couple of grams
Your totita distills like Dasan (Dasani)
Let’s go to La La Land and not in the mall of San
You have the T-Rex whip body like my Ram truck
Since I gave it to you you rose the rank
I’m going to cross your fingers and I’m not white
Without the saints you dress in white
I make you the Grand Empire, I don’t need five
But it’s going to throw away the sourness if I sweeten myself with the picky
I didn’t take your virginity, I gave you your first squirting
Baby, tell him that they are bruises if the hickeys see you
Your clitocardia explodes because of the whiskey
In a bad mood if I don’t let you cry
I’ll play you all until I’m exciting
I called you “baby boo” because she has it pink like Majin
I brought the shaman to strip me of that magic
Baby, I wasn’t going to fool around until you started swinging
It’s not for talking, it’s for giving
No more I want you to be my chichi partner
When I start to kike watching your stories I want to post it to you (Ah-ah-ah; Millo Gang, baby, hey)
Kikeo on your Insta when I burn a couple of grams
Your totita distills like Dasan (Dasani)
Let’s go to La La Land, not in the mall of San
Mera, baby
The shaman told me that he has me ‘in his clutches’
I’m going to give you a sorcerer so that another dust doesn’t sweep away, right?
You’re a witch, like Aleska (Wua)
you did black magic on me
Di-Diabla with a maiden face
It feels like you’re losing your hair
Enthusiastic about how you take care of yourself
And the pink dust like the Panther
I wasn’t going to fool around until you started swinging
It’s not for talking, it’s for giving
No more I want you to be my chichi partner
When I start kikeing watching your stories I want to post it to you (Millo Gang, baby)
The Mynor, Millo Gang
Millo Gangster Club
The Family, The Marciano’
Mera, tell me, Castle
Mera, tell me, Panda Black
Mera, tell me, Gaby
Tell me, Chris
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