This is a song about "Milli billi trilli"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the queens half

I pipe in and one night her

9 milli or the ruger

Fuck splitting up a deal man i got my milli so i need to go and chill

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

Rappers are actors back in the game, just to make a milli,

So when you come around here don't be acting silly

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

So let me grab the milli and pad with the pen/

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

Will i ever sell a ticket? will i ever sign for a milli