Alex Collins - Milk lyrics

[Intro] Swad Yup [Verse 1] Hooping didn't get me far, write it on my repertoire Working over hard just looking for a bar I'm Tiger since '08: over-par Entendres on entendres; I'm rapping over bars God-level charm, I'm rapping over Tzars Bow before I'm gone, then it's au revoir Unsaved numbers in my phone My main girl is curious prone, "that's not allowed" What? I thought you said meow She can have a sh**storm on insecurities alone Then she start to furiously drone, on and on, calling me a wildcard It's out that I zone, I'd rather be jumping motorcycles and dying hard But I idolize pretty women in itty-bitty swimming suits, that's why I am a lifeguard I got a co*ky swagger, as if my life's hard I got love for my pimpins but I gotta call 'em Pippens Cause they're coming up on Mike's arms There goes the ring girl so I guess this fight's on The calm before the storm, calling this my fight song The dawn of the purge till dawn, Swaddy says what's right's wrong [Hook] Milk, milk, milk Milk, milk, milk rugh! Milk, milk, milk [Verse 2] The icky piggy riddles slow just let the kid spit his flow Fatso Mcgriddles go, The Chronicles of Riddick A gorilla stole the show I never took a day off, this rap job Living in a day of, this Swadnoc See it through his eyes! Write it all then revise! Takes all winter when flawless can't suffice Drop it on a suprise Otherwise you'd satisfy with my rhymes designs oppositely idolize Homicides caused by Connor's mind Once you've gone inside you can visualize where Nirvanna lies I got few lines in my head like c**aine Put a little fire on it too, that's propane A million leagues ahead, true flow game (Have a slice) S-Double V-A-D to the N-O-C, my code name Lead in my brain like Cobain Explains why I'm crazy All these top notch broads keep throwing me their lacys I'm holding out for the Queen B like Jay Z [Hook] Milk, milk, milk Millk, milk, mil- [Verse 3] k**er when I end flows, rolling in my benzos Picking up the tempo, my game is a cresendo Worshiping my raps, like I'm spitting hymnals They rapping with my pen, never been original Ever since Prince, turned himself into a symbol! Chill in the midwest Freshman year, but you know the kid best Pa** with no problems, like it was a piss test Came in contact with more gals, than neighborhood blistex Who should I diss next? My sixteens are pretty nice, you hate with no game that's a sh**ty vice Swad got the whole pie but boy you can have a slice Mouthwatering like Marchocolate, my rhymes pa** paradise What's black and white, and seen more girls kiss than a pair of dykes? That's my favorite pair of dice Keep my safe in the rear view, I don't bring 'em inside 'cept a rare few The only way she see me from a prayer view Oooh, and Imma cut it right there too