Milan Lyrics

Foot on the gas

I run it up fast and I'm gone

Fast and I'm gone

Know when she lacking

Shorty be blasting my phone

Blasting my phone

Niggas be capping

Ain't on that fashion I'm on

Fashion I'm on

Italian fabric

Drip came straight from Milan

Straight from Milan

I just hit Japan

I got Rhude on my pants

Aye

Say she got a man

Yea but he ain't got no hands

Ooh

Layover in France

I just blew a bag on Champs

Yea

Girl let's take a chance

Couple hours til we land

Aye

I go Lewis Ham

They put me in pole position

Yuh

Jesus piece on me

I'm feeling so religious

Yuh

This ain't Versace hoe

That's Casablanca

What's that? That's facts

White bitch on me

Look like Ariana

Yuh

RIP Pop

I roll through the city

We locked

Yea

Bitch Ima thot

You getting me Litty or nah?

Yea

I'm here for the top

Ya bestie done gave me the wap

Ooh

Still in that wap

Ooh

Fly as hell

Niggas told me

That's the reason I'm on

YSL

Bet they binge watching

Every season I'm on

Fashion week

With my niggas

Blowing trees in Milan

Shorty throwed

Sent a text like

Can we breeze

And I'm gone

Swerd

Foot on the gas

I run it up fast and I'm gone

Fast and I'm gone

Know when she lacking

Shorty be blasting my phone

Blasting my phone

Niggas be capping

Ain't on that fashion I'm on

Fashion I'm on

Italian fabric

Drip came straight from Milan

Foot on the gas

I run it up fast and I'm gone

Fast and I'm gone

Know when she lacking

Shorty be blasting my phone

Blasting my phone

Niggas be capping

Ain't on that fashion I'm on

Fashion I'm on

Italian fabric

Drip came straight from Milan

Said I'm looking for revenge

Niggas say they outside

Spun the block a couple times

They been capping, they been lying

Niggas dropped a couple times

I been watching, they been quiet

Blew her back a couple times

Ran it back a couple times

Aye

Pyer fit so nice

2 tings on my side

And they gon slide

Cops just searched my ride

2 plates stashed inside

I made off nice

Shorty just hit my line

She off Friday night

And booked that flight

I said what's that price

Head so gat damn good

I link that twice

Two times

Two times

Come get Whatchu asked for

Stamps in your passport

F1 no NASCAR

Shopping in Paris

Got the top from an heiress

My life an experience

Heard you flying with Spirit

Black Suburban

I been mobbing with the ga-yay-yay-ang

Futureshell

Dripped in Alexander Way-yay-yay-ang

I been gone

They been jacking Kev you chay-yay-yay-anged

Saint Laurent

I just couldn't stay the say-yay-yay-yame

Foot on the gas

I run it up fast and I'm gone

Know when she lacking

Shorty be blasting my phone

Niggas be capping

Ain't on that fashion I'm on

Italian fabric

Drip came straight from Milan