This is a song about "Milli throws"

Til next time bitches peace. (throws up deuces) (and exits room)

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Grab the bitch, befo' she throws another motherfuckin tantrum

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Jeans sagging down, magazines, milli rounds,

Ain't no women at the shows

Slinging rock like they're free throws

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

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

It's that crack, give you something to sell

He throws up every single bit of his hell