"MILANO FREESTYLE" lyrics

Ouu
Ciao bella
Mozzarella
Yeah

I pulled up to Milan
With a hundred niggas and Hayden
My broke-boy days been gone
A nigga ain't poor no more we made it
Never thought I'd see myself
In the pictures I'm in
It's only right I frame it
Keep lead for the demons
Tryna draw down on me
It's only right I paint 'em
But I don't wanna have to go
Van Gogh or Rambo on nan hoe
That ain't what I plan for
No game whole squad
Pack man/Pac-Man like Namco
And it get treacherous
Meet you at your front door like receptionist
Where I'm from a cold heart a prerequisite
That's why I ain't with all the tongue-wrestling

Ouu
I keep it cool
I keep it cordial
My life a movie
I just record it
Shout out my mama 'cause she ain't abort me
Raised a real nigga
To God be the glory

Ouu. Yuh
Hallelujah
Give the most high praise
But'll still put a hollow through ya
Aw yeah
But not for no frivolous reason
Feel like the realest nigga breathing
But niggas still be hoe-hoe-hoeing
Knowing they can't find no St. Nick in my region

Ouu
Praise break
Hallelujah
Give the most high praise
But'll still put a hollow through ya
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
One more time

Praise break
Ouu. Yeah
Hallelujah
Give the most high praise
But'll still put a hollow through ya
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
Aw yeah
End of song grazie