Part 1: bottled up (Milo)

[Verse 1: Milo]
Fuck, why is life so hard on me? Why couldn't it go easy?
The hate I'm shown is plenty, the love I'm shown is measly
And I have no, no reason to stay alive 'til spring
Man, I really fucking suck at this life thing

[Chorus: Milo]
They tell me, "Keep your shit bottled up"
Then they expect me to think I have a lot of love
Saying, "We don't want your baggage"
Then they expect my feelings to be average

[Verse 2: Milo]
You'd think after all this pain, I'd be savage, but I have no energy
How would I have any if nobody listens to me?
It's like these people don't have eyes to see (Open up)
And I'm ready to just up and leave (Fuck this stuff)

[Chorus: Milo]
They tell me, "Keep your shit bottled up"
Then they expect me to think I have a lot of love
Saying, "We don't want your baggage" (Don't open up)
Then they expect my feelings to be average (Don't fuck this stuff)

Part 2: sip (Josiah & Milo)

[Verse 1: Josiah]
Pull up (Vroom, vroom)
In my Lamborghini
Body waist so teeny
Skinny like blini, drama (Uh)
I start it, I run shit
You gotta admit
If Beyonce is Queen Bee, I'm an empress

[Chorus: Josiah]
I'm desired, admired
Been hired, you're fired
So old you could retire
Lookin' at you makes me tired
Want a sip? Take a trip
Hit you with my gold whip
"You're a pip", that's a quip
You just gypped, periodt
[Verse 2: Milo]
You hoes want a sip? Come sip
You expect these bitches to dip?
Why would they, when I'm here?
Their bae is so close, so near
So, babes, come have a sip
Only thing not accepted is tips
(Free sips, bitch! Free sips, bitch!)