MILKSHAKES

[Chorus: Kelis, Kelis & YNG Martyr]

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours

I could teach you, but I have to, have to

Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard (Yeah, yeah)

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours

I could teach you, but I have to, have to

[Verse 1: YNG Martyr]

Damn right, my bitch is better than yours (Uh-huh)

I got a car that go so hard, that I could rent it to y'all

There ain't no pussy here among us, but there's vents in the doors (Uh-huh)

The way my bank account be movin' got me chеckin' the Forbes (Uh)

This ain't a trap house, pussy, this my mama crib

Had to circumcisе the beat, the way we choppin' it

I got a white bitch with a chopper on some other shit

Told me she from Britain in this bitch, she Mary Poppin' it (Innit)

Uh, it's very obvious (Uh-huh)

VVs on my wrist up in this bitch, I'm very prominent

Dagestani bitch, she in a clinch and very dominant

That bullet grazed his head and made him look like Harry Potter did (Uh)

Yeah, now she gettin' it hard

And she a Whole Foods shawty, she like gettin' it raw

There's no mistake here, baby, know I'm bettin' it all

You want a milkshake, shawty, better come to the yard, uh

[Chorus: Kelis, Kelis & YNG Martyr]

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours

I could teach you, but I have to, have to

Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard (Yeah, yeah)

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours

I could teach you, but I have to, have to

[Verse 2: YNG Martyr]

Tell a pussy tap in with me like a clitoris (Yeah)

I'm really 6'6", standin' on my business

I scissor kick shit, Ibrahimović

And, yeah, I got a lisp in this bitch, it's very sibilant

Uh, shit, shawty, I got rich dick

I'ma do my ten-forty while I hit this

Way she ridin' all fours, it's a stick shift (Vroom)

And she said, "It's all yours, here's the pink slip"

Ah, goddamn, baby, goddamn (Woah)

Way the box grippin' on it, got me locked in (Huh)

Way she rocked on the Dennis, call me Rodman

Say she wanted one dance, God's plan

Shawty got me goin' la-la

I'm pokin' face in the pussy like I'm Gaga

I do my dance in this bitch, I hit the cha-cha

Now she callin' out my name (Martyr)

[Chorus: Kelis, Kelis & YNG Martyr]

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours

I could teach you, but I have to, have to

Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard (Yeah, yeah)

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours

I could teach you, but I have to, have to