Milford - Greasers lyrics

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Milford - Greasers lyrics

[Verse 1: Kid Seuss] Seuss and K, man we right back at it Couldn't stay away like a god damn addict Workin' so much it's becomin' automatic Got me feelin' like I'm Nas when he dropped Illmatic Motherf**ers know we spittin' crazy sh** Motherf**ers know we makin' crazy hits Motherf**ers know we gettin' crazy lit And all these motherf**ers know we on that hazy sh** [Verse 2: KMC] I wanna speed it up, spit it up, roll another Swisher up All I really think about is makin' sure I'm in the cut Me and all my n***as ain't the ones to really go and front Ante up, every day a party when you roll with us Do not give a f** about a hater and a critic If it wasn't for you n***as, n***a, I wouldn't be in it New kids on the new block With a different tune and a greaser bop [Verse 3: Kid Seuss] Old school, but ain't no greasers Out here makin' moves while your a** in the bleachers Beggin' for a verse, b**h, no free features Misfit in the beehive, never listened to the preachers Like I ever really gave a f** Talkin' sh** won't slow us up, can't keep us from blowin' up Stayin' in the clouds with all these f**in' trees we rollin up Faded with the homies, sh** I swear I'm never growin' up [Verse 4: KMC} We are so dope with the Hooligan madness Going so hard we be breaking them Magnums Out of this planet, check out the status We be the n***as that's picking up slackness What it do baby boo, on a different level Check your schedule 'cause your girly wanna kick it with a rebel Oh my goodness, we fresh as f** We the realest n***as, other n***as can't one up [Hook] [Verse 5: Kid Seuss] Ears still ringin' from these b**hes screamin' at my shows Can't go out in public 'cause I'm gettin' mobbed by these hoes Your girl come to see me and she leave your a** at home Give you three guesses why she isn't pickin' up her phone Said I f**ed your b**h, I mean it, she call me and I just screen it She just tryna get the d but that's too bad 'cause b**h I'm leanin' Actin' like she Ke$ha, sleazy, feelin' like a god, I'm Yeezy Safe to say her favorite rapper's no longer G-Eazy [Verse 6: KMC] n***a we the come up, what it is doe Get it up, 801 style on the real flow Locally known up on the track as a nympho All these other rappers tryna get in with the ins though Take a look up on my window Got your girl on my pillow, tryna get it in doe Introduce her to the intro She ain't wanna leave know, all she tryna do is hit mo'