"Bowls No Milk" lyrics
(feat. Obow G5)
(Zell put waves on the tracks)
(It ain't a hit, it ain't hit, ho)
[Big Yavo:]
My jewelry sick, need a cure, boogers inside of my ear
I stay on the road like a deer, this Tuss' in my cup, not beer
If you call my phone, it ain't 'bout money, I don't understand like Siri
You ain't havin' motion and sittin' up hopin', boy, your ass can't come near
My young shit get in her feelings too fast, had to pull up on my MILF
A nigga got one due left, grab the pint and do a lil' tip
Ayy, I'm havin' 'bows, we servin' cereal, but it ain't come with no milk
Ayy, Drac' hold a month, got it today, I shoot this bitch for a year
Ayy, I'm from that 4, but I'm in here with G5, bae, this Celine, no Levi
Racks sittin' in my pocket like Eli, if you tryna spin, we can meet now
I just served Joe, no G.I., I just gave her guy for the geo
Bae, I'm 'bout my green like CeeLo
[Oboy G5:]
Forty 'bows stuffed in the back of the Tahoe
I hit the road, if you got it, I'm comin'
Sold him a low for the high, he a dummy
G5, you know my trap, it do numbers
All of this shit came out sixteen onions
Ayy, I hit the show with the Glock on the stage
Me and Big Yay, we on the same page
My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways
But I'm still G from back in the day with the fades
Still a young nigga, a-pull up in striker
Might flip the VINs on your whip, fuck a title
Outside the spot, all you see is geek shit
TRX Ram truck, Cadillac, the V-Series
Nigga say he sip more than me, can't be serious
Tris, Quagen, baby, I don't drink beer
(Nigga say he sip more than me, can't be serious)
(Tris, Quagen, baby, I don't drink beer)
[Big Yavo:]
My jewelry sick, need a cure, boogers inside of my ear
I stay on the road like a deer, this Tuss' in my cup, not beer
If you call my phone, it ain't 'bout money, I don't understand like Siri
You ain't havin' motion and sittin' up hopin', boy, your ass can't come near
(It ain't a hit, it ain't hit, ho)
[Big Yavo:]
My jewelry sick, need a cure, boogers inside of my ear
I stay on the road like a deer, this Tuss' in my cup, not beer
If you call my phone, it ain't 'bout money, I don't understand like Siri
You ain't havin' motion and sittin' up hopin', boy, your ass can't come near
My young shit get in her feelings too fast, had to pull up on my MILF
A nigga got one due left, grab the pint and do a lil' tip
Ayy, I'm havin' 'bows, we servin' cereal, but it ain't come with no milk
Ayy, Drac' hold a month, got it today, I shoot this bitch for a year
Ayy, I'm from that 4, but I'm in here with G5, bae, this Celine, no Levi
Racks sittin' in my pocket like Eli, if you tryna spin, we can meet now
I just served Joe, no G.I., I just gave her guy for the geo
Bae, I'm 'bout my green like CeeLo
[Oboy G5:]
Forty 'bows stuffed in the back of the Tahoe
I hit the road, if you got it, I'm comin'
Sold him a low for the high, he a dummy
G5, you know my trap, it do numbers
All of this shit came out sixteen onions
Ayy, I hit the show with the Glock on the stage
Me and Big Yay, we on the same page
My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways
But I'm still G from back in the day with the fades
Still a young nigga, a-pull up in striker
Might flip the VINs on your whip, fuck a title
Outside the spot, all you see is geek shit
TRX Ram truck, Cadillac, the V-Series
Nigga say he sip more than me, can't be serious
Tris, Quagen, baby, I don't drink beer
(Nigga say he sip more than me, can't be serious)
(Tris, Quagen, baby, I don't drink beer)
[Big Yavo:]
My jewelry sick, need a cure, boogers inside of my ear
I stay on the road like a deer, this Tuss' in my cup, not beer
If you call my phone, it ain't 'bout money, I don't understand like Siri
You ain't havin' motion and sittin' up hopin', boy, your ass can't come near
