Cartoned Milk

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh, nigga, I'm tryna see which one you workin', bitch I'm tryna see which one you workin', bitch Uh, nigga, I'm tryna see which one you, huh [Chorus] Huh, nigga, I'm tryna see which one you workin', bitch Huh, I'll tell my lil' bro, "Swing that 9", and I ain't goin' for shit Huh, that first time bustin' that .45, I damn near broke my wrist Diss the gang, that's where I draw the line, we turned 'em to a fit I told lil' bro, "Slide the cup and the 9", I'm finna take a risk The hollow tips hit a nigga in his spine, now he a rollin' crip Handicap, shoot a nigga in his spine since he wanna be Rollin' Crip My young nigga, get a nigga ass knocked off just 'cause he told a tip Huh, "What's that on yo' 9?" Nigga, it's carbon grip Slide on a nigga block, headshot gang, nigga, I don't shoot at cribs 12 ask me questions, I won't say nothin', no, I'm not gon' tell a fed These niggas totin', wanna be P, so go on and shoot that rib If he talk, we slide on a nigga block, just go then tell him R.I.P Slatt, shit still on my mind, I gotta catch a grip Slatt put a nigga on Fox 5, do that boy like Nip' Do that boy like Nip' Yeah, 5s, we got them 5s, nigga, extended clip Uh, fuck nigga won't even try, end up dyin', had to shoot my trip Young nigga gon' quickdraw with the fire, I get it off my hip Young nigga slidin' in nighttime, they pour out cartoned milk [Verse] I was waitin' just for the right time to get this nigga dealt I was drinkin' water from the pipeline, now the pipe get 'em killed They slide, but we spin again, Lil Durk, I think he almost healed Lil' RRoxket was a hot boy, but they had told me, "Chill" This lil' ho, she got a hot twat, don't wanna fuck like, "Ew" I walk around with a hot Glock, but it's on me, concealed Yeah, that's my tool, but a hot Glock, so I'm not Bob the Builder Uh, I'm still with twin and with my toolie and we just chill Uh, I'm still with twin and they knew that we not rockin', still Uh, girl, what you want? Nigga, I will turn shooter off a pill Who wanna use it? Nah, just playin', I'll let you then, oh well Lil' RRoxket shoot like John Wick, I shoot like a Navy Seal [Chorus] I'm tryna see which one you workin', bitch Nigga, I'm tryna see which one you, huh Uh, nigga, I'm tryna see which one you workin', bitch I'll tell my lil' bro, "Swing that 9", and I ain't goin' for shit That first time bustin' that .45, I damn near broke my wrist Uh, diss the gang, that's where I draw the line, we turned 'em to a fit I told lil' bro, "Slide the cup and the 9", I'm finna take a risk The hollow tips hit a nigga in his spine, now he a rollin' crip Handicap, shoot a nigga in his spine since he wanna be Rollin' Crip My young nigga, I'll get a nigga ass knocked off just 'cause he told a tip Huh, "What's that on yo' 9?" Nigga, it's carbon grip Slide on a nigga block, headshot gang, nigga, I don't shoot at cribs 12 ask me questions, I won't say nothin', no, I'm not gon' tell a fed These niggas tote, wanna be P, so go on and shoot that rib If he talk, we slide on a nigga block, just go then tell him R.I.P Slatt, shit still on my mind, I gotta catch a grip Slatt put a nigga on Fox 5, do that boy like Nip' Do that boy like Nip' Yeah, 5s, we got them 5s, nigga, extended clip Uh, fuck nigga won't even try, end up dyin', had to shoot my trip Young nigga gon' quickdraw with the fire, I get it off my hip Young nigga slidin' in nighttime, they pour out cartoned milk
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Credits
- Writers
- RRoxket
- Roark Bailey