[Lyric] 123 (Jay Milli)

[Verse 1]
I roll by myself and you know how it goes
My right hand, he snaked me now I'm all alone
I've been done over so many times
You know I've still got that love for my bros
I ain't the best but I'm better than most
I like to drink so yo let's make a toast
I can't fuck with no bitch, I put green on the pitch
Now these gyally keep calling me goals
I need to just hit me a lick and then go
So I gave her some niff, now she's wiping her nose
I don't mean to boast but I never choked
I gave her the haze, now she feels like she floats
Bro are you dumb? My heart be so numb
Straight to the cash, now she's rubbing her gum
She's having some fun, yeah she's having some fun

[Hook]
One, two, three up on the stick
Twenty, thirty G's up on the brick
Got me foreign symbols on the whip
Still got couple racks up on the wrist
One, two, three up on your bitch
Four, five, six on the kicks
Seven, eight, nine, couple hits
I hit triple doubles on the strip
[Verse 2]
Girl I'm so sorry I sin
But you know these devils keep making me think
The chances of being content are so slim
He lives in designer, I live in my skin
When I'm down I just think bout the plug
He put me on man, you know that it's love
We link in the park, we're eating some grub
He said "I've got straps and it's coming with slugs"
They must be bored, they keep talking my name
Slapping off shots but they don't even aim
These bruddas insane, I laugh at their claims
I'm one of the realest still left in the game
They all know my name, she's feeling my chain
Bitch I am a lion, I cannot be tamed
I fuck and she screams, feel it all in her brain
Feel it all in her brain

[Hook]
One, two, three up on the stick
Twenty, thirty G's up on the brick
Got me foreign symbols on the whip
Still got couple racks up on the wrist
One, two, three up on your bitch
Four, five, six on the kicks
Seven, eight, nine, couple hits
I hit triple doubles on the strip