Yo, It's Millie man
Don't hate on me hate on me 'cause I'm your girlfriends favorite. YF

I don't have to listen to what you gotta say
I do, I do, whatever I want to
You bite my style, so tell me how it really tastes
I knew, I knew, you couldn't just do you

I'm clearin' shit up on these verses, Haters gettin' nervous
When they see my picture in their girlfriends purses
I'm confident, Not a cocky dude
They talk shit, I'm still makin' moves
I'm leadin' 'em, They in the group
I'm beaten 'em, They bound to lose

Watch me like a TV, Speechless when you see me
You bought swag, I cop for free
I'm the real deal, You a wannabe
My life is like a movie, Girls all act like groupies
I got my fav's, That's all I need
Fuck the world, The world can't fuck me

I don't have to listen to what you gotta say
I do, I do, whatever I want to
You bite my style, so tell me how it really tastes
I knew, I knew, you couldn't just do you. (x2)