BabyTron - Michigan Ave Lyrics

[Intro]Shit, I woke up feelin' crazy, I'm damn near sickStill won't stop the grindDay four of the calendarI'm fuckin' with this bitch, HokatiwiYeah, brrt, yeah, brrtYeah, up before for the birds, I ain't chirpin', thoughI gotta keep it solid, ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia[Verse]It's gon' take a lot longer to heal if you pickin' the scabGot a play on Eastern, told him meet me on Michigan AveThis some retro red, I'ma nod off of sipping a halfTurkey in the middle of Finkle, tripping, drifting the 'CatGot a whole Kentucky Derby in the whip, hittin' the dashIf I try to teach you the game, is you gon' finish the class? (Yeah)Opposition, if I see him, I'm whippin' his ass (Bitch)I'm on futuristic time, left that shit in my pastUh-uh, it's too late, why you just now tryna zip up yo' bag? (Lame)Wouldn't even try it, blicky equipped, attachedFeeling chatty, rocking Virgil, wear it with the tagsWould've thought the scale up on the trampoline, we flippin' bagsI peeped y'all weakness, it ain't really shit to dribble pastThese superchargers, it ain't really shit to wiggle fast (Skrrt)Gangy rocking out the tour like we NickelbackGave bro a penny on that road, he brought a nickle backTalk a body, up a quarter ticket, someone get a halfI remember shaking in that coat, shit, my lips was chapped (Swear)Now it cost a thousand just to get a track (Fly)I ain't talking bout no rap, it's thirty for a verseHundred giffy self-scanning, think I'm worrying the clerkI'll shake and bake him, hit from deep, I'm Curry with the work (Three)Unky told me, all the money, dirty on the firstSmoking without caring, spillin' drank, I'm dirtying my shirtFoggy than a bitch 'cause I done boxed it, blurry in the 'VertHalf a city, chop just screwed him, took a Perky with his syrupD$M, make a custom jersey for my hearseWake up to some bullshit, you know birds, they early when they chirpI cannot do the green, words slurry off the purp' (Nope)Just know Scrumble, he finna get scurvy if he smurkI don't think you got it in you to reach the finish lineLookin' in yo' eyes, I can tell you just the finished kind (Finished)Fatality, we pull through, slide down, finish guys (Finished)Take yo' money back to Dukes, you can't get shit for five(Finished)[Outro]Them lil' boys is finishedFinishing moveOne, two, threeIt's over