Couldn't Do You

Yo, It's Millie man.

Don't hate on me hate on me 'cause I'm your girlfriends favorite. YF.

I don't have to listen to what you gotta say,

I do, I do, whatever I want to.

You bite my style, so tell me how it really tastes.

I knew, I knew, you couldn't just do you.

I'm clearin' **** up on these verses, Haters gettin' nervous,

When they see my picture in their girlfriends purses.

I'm confident, Not a cocky dude.

They talk ****, I'm still makin' moves.

I'm leadin' 'em, They in the group.

I'm beaten 'em, They bound to lose.

Watch me like a TV, Speechless when you see me.

You bought swag, I cop for free.

I'm the real deal, You a wannabe.

My life is like a movie, Girls all act like groupies.

I got my fav's, That's all I need.

**** the world, The world can't **** me.

I don't have to listen to what you gotta say,

I do, I do, whatever I want to.

You bite my style, so tell me how it really tastes.

I knew, I knew, you couldn't just do you. (x2)

I'm sharper then the knife I cut my steak with,

You soft like fruit go eat a grape *****.

You aint gotta say it 'cause I know that I'm great *****.

I don't got a job, But you, You work the grave shift.

I get high and pay no mind to people talkin' outta line,

I aint lyin', I feel fine.

You hate on wine, I date dimes, I get mine.

It's my time you're minutes late,

You see me. Oh you copy, paste.

Swagga Jackin' Lames need to get the **** out my face.

I don't have to listen to what you gotta say,

I do, I do, whatever I want to.

You bite my style, so tell me how it really tastes.

I knew, I knew, you couldn't just do you. (x2)

Kyle Lucas:

I'm doin' this rap ****, Till I bash it.

My last ****, I surpassed it.

I killed it, It's in a casket.

These adjectives are drastic.

So put 'em in the ground, Like six feet down.

And if they unaware, They finna know now.

See this hate is all poppin', The *****es make me feel popula.

It gets my profit up, I don't give a **** if I'm hip hop enough.

So whatever they talkin' about it's blocked out,

Even with the top down, With your chicks top down.

I don't have to listen to what you gotta say,

I do, I do, whatever I want to.

You bite my style, so tell me how it really tastes.

I knew, I knew, you couldn't just do you. (x2)