Lyrics

Y'all hear that It's Mike Mills Flight One Shit Let's Get It I Been Working I been working bitch bitch I been working working I been working bitch bitch I been working working Had that trap twerking bitch I had it twerking tweaking Had that trap twerking bitch Had it working working I been working bitch That's one thing for certain bitch Flag around my wrist Cuz I'm mutherfucking bout that shit Treat the beat like opp Make it's face split Flight One Rasta I don't smoke mid bitch Gas in my lungs Never gas a bitch Pressure in these packs That why we getting rich Came up from hitting licks Transitioned to construction That means I'm good with Bricks Stretch this work like it's nothing Niggas talk struggle but it's funny to me I had 2 choices get a pack or be broke in these streets I made a choice now I'm cooking crack on these beats I'm The Flight One Captain so buckle ya seats Cuz All Hell Breaks Loose at 30,000 feet Everybody so hard they but they don't want it we That's Word To Mook, Word To Loop, Word to Ezzy I don't play bout my brothers and they don't play bout me I'm Mike Mills mutherfucker what you know bout me East New York Nigga that resides in the QC I be throwing up the 4's cuz that's where I be South side Mutherfucker I know y'all hear me
Writer(s): Michael Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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