Released on March 26, 2016

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[Intro]

It's WillThaRapper nigga, aye

I don't milly rock, I jus' do my dance, aye

I don't milly rock, I jus' fuck em up, aye

(blaaaaah, you ain't fucking with DJ Mellz nigga maybe you sleep)

Jus' do my dance, aye

Don't milly rock, I jus' do my thaing aye

Don't milly rock I jus' fuck em up, aye

Do my dance and jus uck em up


[Hook]

No milly rock, no diddy bop

Jus' do my dance on my silly cop

Whole fifty shots for a city opp

This bitch face catch titty shots

Fuck a city cop, fuck a state trooper

Clock can't gas, I stay super

Sneak diss, I face shoot ya

Know niggas hatin' but they losers

But the bitch started checking score

Yo bitch geekin' better check the hoe

She hoppin' blocks like a checker board

Blowin' up my phone, don't wanna text no more

I sexed the whore, then left the whore

You cuffed as soon as you met the whore

You ain't know then, she was a slore

But I been knew what I had an extra for


[Verse 1]

I do my dance when them drugs hit

Your bitch'll know when my thugs hit

Even if you rock, still a slug hit

Niggas hate me but I mean mug shit

You think I'm bluffing, tell em pull up on me

I'm a tough shit like pullups on me

Next thing you see is ambulance

And handcuffs get put up on me

Cash put up on me, that's smart money

No nigga in this lane

She like a dog with no collar

I ‘ont even know that bitch name

All I know she fuck good and really know how to give brain

She asked me do I care about her

I said no bitch, I'm insane

What that mean, I don't give a fuck

Bout no sucka or fuck nigga

Man let me find out you sneak dissin'

No fifty - fifty, no block nigga

My aim good, fuck luck nigga

Soft fans fake tough nigga

Boy my MAC I make up niggas

Probably flip em all face up niggas, goddamn


[Hook]

No milly or my city poppin' and that body drop

This clip hit em, they curl up like a body shot

His body gon' full of these damn bells

Slamdown, it's man down

His momma crying on the last sound

Tiles burning out, we smash out

Smoke dope till I pass out

Bad bitch with me, her ass out

Want me fuck her raw, this rapper low

Ain't even whip, no cash out

My cash row is stash out

Need mils in it plus meal tickets

Need drugs in it, need fuzz in it

No niggas ain't keep guns in this


[Verse 2]

Say whoa, I don't milly rock on any block

But I do my dance, aye

Yo hoe walked up at my show, asked do I dance

Her row turn look at me like boy you got banks

I told em turn aroun', see my squad at dinner, ask you got franks

My city hot, her pin be shots on my city blocks

Heard niggas runnin' and niggas telling the city cops

It's old murder if you snitch and take fifty shots

Roll mo' nigga give em nice shots like Philly gots

Go lug nigga, go dub nigga, fans go crazy

If i ask to fuck, she say yes, ain't no maybe's

I pull up, then pull out, ain't no babies

And I been single, bitch say she married, that hoe crazy

Ain't no shady buds sitting here, they all cray

I smoke all day, don't give a fuck say ya'll takin'

I'm coming up, ain't no bluff i get a jaw thinking

Can't swim in this water nigga, this is sharktank


[Outro]

Look, it's WIllThaRapper, nigga

I don't milly rock I just do my dance, aye

I don't milly rock, I just fuck em up, aye

Just do my dance, aye

Don't milly rock I just do my thaing aye

Don't mill rock I just fuck em up, aye

Do my dance and jus' fuck em up