MPA Shitro - Computers (Remix) lyrics

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(Hook)

I got the Mac on me right now like a computer (raaa raaa)

All these sisters stand around me, they fuckin' shooters

And all my life, I don't fuck with losers

If I catch that nigga (raaa raaa) I'mma shoot him

Now I'm ridin' through my city

You know I'm rollin' with em sixties

And if a young rollin' with me

If you want a piece I grill you like a phillie

(Verse)

Look, I just dropped some cash on an Army tank

Ain't no limit to my soldiers like I'm Master P

Yeah me and Milk, we gettin' Shmoney

I'm Jim Carrey with that Tommy

(Verse 2: Milk Tyson)

They say I got my swagger back, they say a Milk Jagger's back

They say what they want about me, and I'm just fine with that

But don't cross the line with that, you're finna cross amen with that

You're makin' debit on my phone, I'll bet you'll neva call me back

I got the people do that there

Fast as like who what where?

Fire on the low(?), I'm below the deck

Snow says I'm above the deck

Pokers, what the fuck you think?

Got loccos, what the fuck ya think?

Got blooders, somethin' bad as fuck

Bloodin' somethin'

(Verse 3)

Every time I step got the ride to the left

Everybody know I'm the man with the cred

Show up to the club, nigga show some respect

I been takin' sum' off of a fuck nigga neck

Twist that, nigga got jacked

You a real bitch so ya didn't bus back

Took breath from a nigga like an asthma attack

I got bricks and I fit em in the pounds, in the stack

If I made that pack, I'mma have my cash

Ain't nuth' dim light, broad day, no match(?)

No fire zone, don't get no pass

If I play, ya late? Nigga have my ride

Rule no. 1, neva tell, neva run

You best stay and talk when em muthafuckas come

Rule no. 2, you're a one man crew

Cuz if you rollin' out, what the fuck you gonna do?

(Verse 4)

You gon' run like Jay Jay's?

Own the pussy, I say nay

You a lie with some liminals

On the street with the criminals

I told you I'm the fuckin' shit

I whip that on yo fuckin' bitch

Ya know that I will fuck yo bitch

She kiss me on my fuckin' lips

(Damn, Milk, these computers got these niggas turnt up)

(Flexin' and frontin', but in the streets they ain't sayn nothin')

(Verse 5)

Fuck yo bitch, I red round with anotha bitch

The otha bitch talk like the shit

She textin' me, she finna stutter ?

Knock me out like take the list

Ain't fuckin' no gangsta bitch

She after me cuz I'm chasin' shit

Like what I eat don't make for shit

Do the shmoney dance when I celebrate

Can't fuck with me like I'm Sullivan

And if the cup don't sow, let it seal

I'm whippin' up the dough tryna whip my wrist

Ha

(Outro)

And all my niggas ?

Take the gwop, not the wop, this ain't no movie

Man, this rollie 60 gang, we beat the ?

Disrespect the Lamb, we'll see ya watch the ?

Biatch!