[Lyric] George McMillan Reprisal (Yung Bag Chaser)

Yeah, Yung Bag Chaser on the beat

[Intro]
McMillan we comin' for round 2

This is the reprisal lad

Don't get it twisted, you know
My dads from Western Sydney buvva

You're a fat fella
Someone get me a fucking sprinta (yo)

[Verse 1]
Get me down at bellarine railway (yeah)
Get me a gun, pop you down
Get the dog, none of that pussy shit

You want those crispy cremes, you fat shit
Lad pull up and you eat house out of home
Don't say it, just don't eat it (whale)
You fatty, like Will Borland

Overweight, you lactate, a heart attack is your fate
You'rе done McMillan, it's too late

[Verse 2]
Pull up at Bellarinе railway
Every other day I get stopped by your fat rolls

I ain't going easy this time George
I'm gonna launch a class action against McMillan industries

I just snuck into Bellarine, access their database, leave absolutely no trace
Three double two three lad, that's right I'm in your pad

Double back, double tap, you're fat
You play guitar but it sounds like a dying cat

Will Borland pull up asking for content
George you'd fall for it because he is fat like you

McMillan industries going down
Class action lawsuit baby, look at you frown

[Verse 3]
We ain't panting bro we're gunnin' that, gunnin' that
You are panting bro, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun
If you try to run, I'll pop you lad, I-I'll pop my gun
I ain't muckin around, I'll shoot, I-I'll shoot my gun

Ahhh, my drilla

Ayy, McMillan you oxygen abuser, you roll about (aha)
Raggin' around like you're a stolen car

George McMillan pull up in the hood, son
Lad lets 1v1 I'll show you how it's done

I told my drilla to roll with that (with that)
In the manjez we doin that trap
McMillan brutha, come western Brisbane lad
You might get a pleasant surprise, fatty

You don't wanna party with George McMillan, none of them hack it
It's litty, you feel pitty, I come slit your thritty

[Verse 4]
I'll come to Bellarine one more time lad
Do crazy shit and end up on the news (mad)

Turn up with my boys from Ipswich
My own family think I've lost the plot, I don't give a toss
I ain't leavin' you breathin McMillan
We raidin Bellarine all night
I come boomin down your street Millan, Mc and a Mc Mc Millan

It's litty for really, a whole bag of noise
The shots from Bellarine railway igpays know I'm in town

Heard man say
I-I ain't leavin you McMillan, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun

If you try to run, I'm killin you, I-I shoot my gun
I ain't muckin around, I shoot, I-I shoot my gun

[Outro]
Time's up McMillan

This is your last warning McMillan

Look out McMillan