Flyboy Tarantino
SPILLED MILK
[Intro]
Yeah man (yeah man, yeah man), yeah man
Oh no (oh no), oh no
Boward County fingalata, you already know

[Verse]
Smack down, on a bitch
Let me put the mac down
I ain't talking clips
Ah bitch, I want an all black, Four-fith
One in the hand, I ain't with the talking shit
I had em going cray' like G5 on a Friday
Money on mind, first rule, get paid
Wait, thick light skin with the brace
Since you wanna sit on my face, she dangerous
Get good brain, like the bitch you graudated
Cambridge, insane in the membrane shit
Heard he a bird, put him a cage
Fuck boy wanna smoke, but I leave a n***a faceless
Good gracious, flow breath-taking
And white bitch, steady bringing home the bacon
Baby, drop them panties, get naked
Baby, drop down low then shake it
Waiting, hate waiting, I'm impatience
Food gave these ass n***as, I can't hang with
She been rolling, rolling molly she love tasting
Freddy vs Jason
Hit a n***a with a blade if he talking frazy
L's you been taking, my n***a made it
Acting like a little kid, she might need a spanking
Smoke rid though
Independent mirror leave em stankin`
Bitch I need a night
Fuck I look like, tryna kill myself
N***a I been too humble
Too nice, I'm too right
I been dead wrong if I don't feel myself
N***a said he want smoke
He just really talking
All ball, won't spare
Won't do that there
Thought I said we won't stop
Walk a n***a do his dance
Got a message
"How you do that there?"
[Hook]
I been getting guap, no time for a bitch
25, 50 hunnids, I'mma count my grit
I been getting guap, no time for a bitch
25, 50 hunnids, I'mma count my grit
I been getting guap, no time for a bitch
25, 50 hunnids, I'mma count my grit