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milk me - chief keef lyrics

[chorus]
seize the parking lot its mayday(day,day)
folk nem riding with my ak, (ak, ak)
bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
f-ck these n-gg-s cause they super, super fake (fake)
kick it with your b-tch like i’m liu kang
post a pic of her tying my shoe (shoe) string (string)
i’mma count this counter like stil, still, stee, stee!
man i swear the system tryna milk me!

[verse 1]
new two seater, new leather
new beretta, new count, a new medal
new leather, new hoes, new money
new house, two levels!
new bag, new me
patch on my pants it’s a b
that remedy, best believe
i’m really high, ain’t no catching me
hair long, money long
b-tches like to smell my cologne
they get footlonged, f-cked on
“b-tch, bye” sent home, f-ck on
“calm down, f-cks wrong?
stop calling my motherf-cking phone!”
move on, let alone, you be running round
getting f-cked on

[verse 2]
the mud tryna k!ll, k!ll me
got thot face down on some silk, silk sheets
when the jury tryna stick my lawyer “help, help me”
these f-cking cops tryna jail, jail me!
man you gotta understand yea, yea
i want stacks and rubber bands yea, yea
need that dinero, hand to hand, yea, yea, yea
i throw it in a louie bag yea, yea, yea

- chief keef lyrics

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