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millie of a dream - nate the kid lyrics

[intro: lil rixqs]
bad lil mami uh uh (yo dani, that’s cold)
bad litlle mami got on my time
got me on my feelings got on my time
bad litlle mami got on my time
got me on my feelings got on my time

[chorus: lil rixqs]
bad lil mami but she really go slow
hot cheff n*gga ima make it outta duh
got me twin glocks that i didn’t pay for
we ain’t duckin beff
we ballin kingoor
we ain’t swervin in we just addin some more
ridin throw we back rockin
big games we droppin
i’m runnin’

[verse 1: xoxaan]
yuh yuh f*ck it up talking the sh*t
got the pink sprite flow 2.40 in the clip
yeah i f*ck it up good 2.40 for a b*tch
now im counting up deads made a milly of a dream (agh)
getting that money that paper that c.r.e.a.m
swear something too funny when i pay for that lean (woo)
staying outside when im smoke on that green (yuh)
talking to much imma pull up on sight
now this cold summer, but the summer ain’t bright
that lil b*tch wanna fist fight
told her suck d*ck while i decide
keep that blade hold it gripped tight
peep my trace got the good white
only sixteen gotta get it how i live
gotta make it out the mud gotta make it out the crib
imma make it to the top she gon make it to the tip
bold blunt in my mouth, black blade on my hip
i got fame for the clout, no shame for the sh*t (argh)
f*ck up the check when i blew the whole stack
imma pull up the stick get hit in the back
can’t f*ck with this sh*t imma run a couple racks
i dont f*ck with blue lives i ain’t talking bout the smurfs
can’t cap on this sh*t i dont care what you heard
i been smoking them dabs got me higher than a bird
i spit hot sh*t on the mic no t*rd (woo)
[chorus: lil rixqs]
bad lil mami but she really go slow
hot cheff n*gga ima make it outta duh
got me twin glocks that i didn’t pay for
we ain’t duckin beff
we ballin kingoor
we ain’t swervin in we just addin some more
ridin throw we back rockin
big games we droppin
i’m runnin’

[verse 2: nate the kid]
call me el chapo sellin dope like a mf mexican
your b*tch hmu whenever she wants s*x again (hit me up)
got 5 bad b*tches that im messagin
f*ck 12 i dont mess with em
you want war? say less you tryna test the gang (bang)
if it’s beef then its beef this ain’t chess my friend
pull up to the party and i’m listening
to my song
i got black green white what you want (ay)
me n the boys chillin smokin a joint
i am all dripped out in clothes vetement yuh (ay)
you’re fake you’re from wish
me n my homeboys badass jit
sit the f*ck down in the boat u get hit
had the mic throw up cus my flow is was so sick (covid, powpowpow)
first name sick last name wuhan
these kicks go hard yeah jackie chan
best 2 rappers nate and xaan (fax)
all white mask like ku klux klan
cold summer, can f*ck her when i wanna
piped that b*tch so hard im a plumber
pull up in the bmw or the hummer
and i’m fly like aladdin (mhmm)
know i’m bout to blow up in a bit bin laden (bang)
[chorus: lil rixqs]
bad lil mami but she really go slow
hot cheff n*gga ima make it outta duh
got me twin glocks that i didn’t pay for
we ain’t duckin beff
we ballin kingoor
we ain’t swervin in we just addin some more
ridin throw we back rockin
big games we droppin
i’m runnin’

- nate the kid lyrics

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