Hey guys, what tools do you want, man
I want that AK
What
I'm gonna take the Draco
Nah, man
Okay, give me that .22, that .22
Whatcha tryna to do a squirrel
Man just give me the Mr
Oh, shit
Alright
We in the slab, we coming down
Me and my crew don't play around
Run your mouth
I'll introduce you to the heater
His name is MR. MILLI MEETA
We in the slab, we coming down
Me and my crew don't play around
Run your mouth
I'll introduce you to the heater
His name is MR. MILLI MEETA
I shed it off like Boosie, I air this bitch out
Want action, come on, I'm from the CO
Fuck what your talking about
You better watch your mouth
Cause MR. MILLI MEETA present
I let this bitch go
Niggas better count their blessings
We on the south side
Mic smoking on some good
Got a four in my cup
Crawling slow, gripping wood
We don't play no fucking games
So you better come correct
Cause I got that millimeter
And my nigga got that tech
Head on a swivel, stay ready
We ain't lackin
Don't fuck with bitch niggas
Texas boys, bout that action
Bitch, I ain't friendly
You can miss me with that bullshit
I empty out that clip and
Make that bitch do a whole flip
Man, I'm not a killer, y'all niggas hoes
Scared to knuckle up
So I play the game how it goes
Putting niggas on they pockets
With this cold two piece
Niggas are scared to fight
That's why I'm holding on this heat
We in the slab, we coming down
Me and my crew don't play around
Run your mouth
I'll introduce you to the heater
His name is MR. MILLI MEETA
We in the slab, we coming down
Me and my crew don't play around
Run your mouth
I'll introduce you to the heater
His name is MR. MILLI MEETA
Imma put it in perspective
How we move on these haters
Stay cool, calm and collected
Like a smooth operator
I'm cold like Eskimo with no coat on
Push the slab down the strip
Mash the gas and pull on
We get to floating down the boulevard
Like ships in the ocean
Man, it's hard not to bang
When you're swinging in motion
5-0 patrolling
Get a grip and keep on coasting
I hide behind the 5%
Cause we drinking and smoking
Our intent is not to take
No losses in the game
Me and E-Dub and the Marquis
Sifting through the lanes
I told y'all once before
Don't approach us with that ho shit
Got a toaster in the holster
Millimeter is his name
Run up if you want
Don't slip or you pay the piper
I let the baby 9 shit
And then change the diapers
It's like my gun got the runs
And won't stop shootin
We been picking niggas off
And take shots like we hoopin
We in the slab, we coming down
Me and my crew don't play around
Run your mouth
I'll introduce you to the heater
His name is MR. MILLI MEETA
We in the slab, we coming down
Me and my crew don't play around
Run your mouth
I'll introduce you to the heater
His name is MR. MILLI MEETA
You might meet him
Just from running your mouth
Downtown
West side, north
Or maybe the south
While you're rolling in your ride
Or maybe the trunk
Or in the darkness of an alley
After slingin your junk
Or maybe in the bathroom
While you're taking a dump
Cause yous a bitch
Yous a snitch, cunt,
Yous is a thug
You working with the police
Shit, yous is a bug
And he'll be speeding right for you, dog
I don't give a fuck