Milez - The Boogie (feat. Boogie James) Lyrics

Y'all tired of that wack shit yet
Y'all ready for some real shit
Yeah that 2019 2020 shit
They try to stop our bag
You can't stop that
They try to take our lane
We just made our own
Yo Milez talk to um

Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie
Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie

Milez on something, he wildn out don't trust him
Style on stuntin, I'm probably up on custom
They know the vibes yeah I got um all buzzin
Over ya head you niggas is slow tussin
I spell it out for illiterates, indifferent
To feelings that they feeling the bitterness
You believe it cuz they say so vigorous
But what they spittin with, is ignorant gibberish
Call a spade a spade, you niggas is trash
Trnna renig in all the hits that you had
I know I got um all mad
I know I got um all mad
So while I got they attention, I'll take ya pension in bag
Behind these tints like I'm Anderson Paak
While we bump that head low with her pants in the back
Yeah, now let's get back to the track
If this beat knock, it's no accident jack
I'm like

Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie
Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie

Miyamoto meets Miguel Cotto
As we inhale dro, go Ivan Drago
Say hello to something hollow
My guys ain't talkin socially when they say follow
My warriors be clanking bottles
So whether pourin um out, or throwin um back
Got me feeling like god son with a thorn on my cap
They steady whorein um out, when they put um on tracks
Got me feeling like I come thru and get um all back
The responsible cat, respectable but hated on
It's hard to look back, when your table getting catired on
And all then other tables ain't as long
My flow cold, you could skate up on
Flyer shit, I'm flyest with all that flying shit
Come to philly, I show you what biased is
We hold it down, we gravity to the ground
We boogie down, mix cigarland sounds
I'm like

Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie
Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie

Milez Miyamoto

Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie
Look how I pick um i i i rip um
Brrrr ha stick um ha ha ha stick um
Bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie
Boogie on the beat
Cigarland on hoodie