Wrap up the millies
I call it a night
Pop off them wheelies
I just caught a flight
Hit up the billies
To start up a fight
Check up the Vs
I like em all bright
Down on my dick
I had to get right
Ran up a list
Now the diamonds my light
Circle the block for squares
They sneakin, they peakin
So I gotta tuck up my pipe
Mixing that shit with some bop
20 for 20 who really gon flop
Wanting that power
She 50 or not
Missy I'm dizzy from running the block
Run it, Run it up
I catch a Uber truck
Bussin' that Piece for a super jug
Hoodie em up
The shooters be super hood
I should be understood
Louie the Runners
I'm gassing the neighborhood
Uh
Pour up the deuce
F*ck up my mood
Mobbing your place
And I'm spinning it too
Cover the face
And I'm bending it through
Sick with the shit
I'm catching the flu
Kicking her out
She saying I'm rude
Ate that bitch up like Italian food
HUH
What
Ate that bitch up like Italian food
Wrap up the millies
I call it a night
Pop off them wheelies
I just caught a flight
Hit up the billies
To start up a fight
Check up the Vs
I like em all bright
Down on my dick
I had to get right
Ran up a list
Now the diamonds my light
Circle the block for squares
They sneakin, they peakin
So I gotta tuck up my pipe
Kapri - Milly Lyrics
Kapri - Milly Lyrics
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Wrap up the millies
I call it a night
Pop off them wheelies
I just caught a flight
Hit up the billies
To start up a fight
Check up the Vs
I like em all bright
Down on my dick
I had to get right
Ran up a list
Now the diamonds my light
Circle the block for squares
They sneakin, they peakin
So I gotta tuck up my pipe
Mixing that shit with some bop
20 for 20 who really gon flop
Wanting that power
She 50 or not
Missy I'm dizzy from running the block
Run it, Run it up
I catch a Uber truck
Bussin' that Piece for a super jug
Hoodie em up
The shooters be super hood
I should be understood
Louie the Runners
I'm gassing the neighborhood
Uh
Pour up the deuce
F*ck up my mood
Mobbing your place
And I'm spinning it too
Cover the face
And I'm bending it through
Sick with the shit
I'm catching the flu
Kicking her out
She saying I'm rude
Ate that bitch up like Italian food
HUH
What
Ate that bitch up like Italian food
Wrap up the millies
I call it a night
Pop off them wheelies
I just caught a flight
Hit up the billies
To start up a fight
Check up the Vs
I like em all bright
Down on my dick
I had to get right
Ran up a list
Now the diamonds my light
Circle the block for squares
They sneakin, they peakin
So I gotta tuck up my pipe
I call it a night
Pop off them wheelies
I just caught a flight
Hit up the billies
To start up a fight
Check up the Vs
I like em all bright
Down on my dick
I had to get right
Ran up a list
Now the diamonds my light
Circle the block for squares
They sneakin, they peakin
So I gotta tuck up my pipe
Mixing that shit with some bop
20 for 20 who really gon flop
Wanting that power
She 50 or not
Missy I'm dizzy from running the block
Run it, Run it up
I catch a Uber truck
Bussin' that Piece for a super jug
Hoodie em up
The shooters be super hood
I should be understood
Louie the Runners
I'm gassing the neighborhood
Uh
Pour up the deuce
F*ck up my mood
Mobbing your place
And I'm spinning it too
Cover the face
And I'm bending it through
Sick with the shit
I'm catching the flu
Kicking her out
She saying I'm rude
Ate that bitch up like Italian food
HUH
What
Ate that bitch up like Italian food
Wrap up the millies
I call it a night
Pop off them wheelies
I just caught a flight
Hit up the billies
To start up a fight
Check up the Vs
I like em all bright
Down on my dick
I had to get right
Ran up a list
Now the diamonds my light
Circle the block for squares
They sneakin, they peakin
So I gotta tuck up my pipe
Writer: Leo Vidal
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid