Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,
Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest
Milk her out like a fucking animal/
Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble
Cause there'll never be peace
Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,
But it was written in cursive for this king to exist
Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,
I'm as sick as spoiled milk though my flow'll never expire
We can talk things over a little a while
Powdered milk, that's how it feels, we need somethin' to eat,
She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep
Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk
Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
I milk this game like udders, kill these faggots utterly.
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