Milestone

Lyrics

[Intro] (Yo, shout out DJ Limelights) [Chorus] I like countin' money and my bitches redbone Niggas wait to give your roses at your headstone Trippin' out in Cali, in a different timezone Ridin' from the first chain you get is a milestone I went limelights, turn the lights off, my chain lit Just a young nigga ballin', feel like Calvin Cambridge I'm the one that make the lanes, I could never lane switch [Verse] Always with some new money, never with the same bitch Let me know it's deep, I'm poppin' up just like the boogeyman Huh, my bitch say she leavin', I don't give a damn Big dog shit, they used to play me like the little man Why you talkin' 'bout the plug? You the middle man Half-of-Fame capper, they should throw you in the Guinness book Thick like a Bible, but her face look how a gremlin look Shittin' like the two, but I'm the one, just call me Devin Book Got it out the mud, it was hustle, baby, come and look Put him in a blender, actin' tough is what I don't condone She gon' see the chain and wanna blow me like a saxaphone She already hip, I want the thing above her collarbone I don't want the buffs if they ain't whiter than some styrofoam [Chorus] I like countin' money and my bitches redbone Niggas wait to give your roses at your headstone Trippin' out in Cali, in a different timezone Ridin' from the first chain you get is a milestone I went limelights, turn the lights off, my chain lit Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh I went limelights, turn the lights off, my chain lit I'm the one that make the lanes, I could never lane switch [Verse 2] You know money talk, how ironic mines fluent Opp got dropped, I was sick they beat us to it Could've had a chance, like a candle, bitch, you blew it Thicker than some oatmeal, but baby, can you move it? Pocket rocket in the whip, I mash the gas, I'm takin' off Balance on a ninety-nine, you will not catch me fallin' off Press season our year, I told myself it ain't no saggin' off Tell old dude to use his head before I have them knock it off Hm, I don't trust shit, have my back stabbed Baby, come and add me up, it's just quick math Worry 'bout the future, fuck the past, I don't look back Gang always puttin' up shots, he a gym rat [Outro] I like countin' money and my bitches redbone (Yeah) Niggas wait to give your roses at your headstone (Yeah) Trippin' out in Cali, in a different timezone Ridin' from the first chain you get is a milestone, nigga No cap