[Intro]
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smooth, what's good, baby?)

[Chorus]
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
N***a, can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
N***a can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon

[Verse]
One thing I'm always serious about is my dough
You know what I got this hit stick for, I'm gon' blow
You got a cannon on usual, we'll take it like Curtis Snow
N***a ain't no twelve, fuck twelve, n***a, hand over the 'lows
The Stinc team move me, rеally get hoop to pay [?]
N***a high off that crystal rock, I'ma blow him to pieces
What's in your pockеt? Why you always talkin' 'bout what he do?
Why have you been comparin' me to people you know we not equal to?
Been talkin' 'bout I wanna be like Ralfy, they don't know what he been through
You don't wanna be like me, I be fiendin' for juice
Feel like in order for me to keep gettin' racks, I need some juice
I only called him for an ounce, but I might need a deuce
[Chorus]
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
N***a, can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
N***a can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon

[Verse 2]
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
I seen a snitch with my own eyes, I cried in my soul
N***a really get on that stand and lied on my bros
Free Kels, he ain't do nothin' but mindin' his own
What could you really do for me besides give throat?
It's the winners versus the bums, bitch, which side you on?
Gang and them rockin' with the Plug, whether I'm right or wrong
Answer your phone, your n***a callin', you ain't gotta hide your phone
I'ma be quiet, gon' let that bother 'em, just mindin' my business
If it ain't about the money, then it's not my business
Plug keepin' the truth a lot, it's some real n***as lockin' in
It's a lot of fake n***as in rap, gang it's a couple real ones

[Chorus]
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
N***a, can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them n***as you think serial killers might fold
N***a can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon