Million Dollar Songtext
I got a brand new
I got a brand new whip outside
I got a brand new
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in the Tonka, lil' bitch, go ride
I'm finna take these drugs all night, finna go meet God
And them shooters around your house, we finna meet in the sky
Yeah, them Percs, they don't run out, got unlimited supply
That boy run up then he die, can't believe he tried his life
Hit up my mom, she gon' cry, cry
Sip this drank, I'm gon' fly, fly
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
We finna meet in the sky, huh, let's see who get high
We ain't sipping on wine, I need the Wocky 'til I die
Boy, you sipping that line, you been ashamed, you been telling them lies
You said that's your wife, I just fucked her from the side
Go through her phone, you'll find out
You gon' cry, you gon' pop out
You gon' wanna fight it out
Told your bitch asked me to hit in the south
We gon' take a jet, fly out
We gonna hit the mall, buy that shit out
Big ass check just hit my bank account
Ain't no looking back now
Got the shooters in the background
We all rich and paid, I gotta watch my back now
[?] if no guns allowed
She ain't fuck me when I broke but what she doing now?
You ain't never seen no bank account with two [?]
Million dollars in my face got me laughing, ha
Heard your music is so shit, ha, you crashing out
You took them Percs and your bitch ass just crashed out
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in the Tonka, lil' bitch, go ride
I'm finna take these drugs all night, finna go meet God
And them shooters around your house, we finna meet in the sky
Yeah, them Percs, they don't run out, got unlimited supply
That boy run up then he die, can't believe he tried his life
Hit up my mom, she gon' cry, cry
Sip this drank, I'm gon' fly, fly
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
I got a brand new whip outside
I got a brand new
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in the Tonka, lil' bitch, go ride
I'm finna take these drugs all night, finna go meet God
And them shooters around your house, we finna meet in the sky
Yeah, them Percs, they don't run out, got unlimited supply
That boy run up then he die, can't believe he tried his life
Hit up my mom, she gon' cry, cry
Sip this drank, I'm gon' fly, fly
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
We finna meet in the sky, huh, let's see who get high
We ain't sipping on wine, I need the Wocky 'til I die
Boy, you sipping that line, you been ashamed, you been telling them lies
You said that's your wife, I just fucked her from the side
Go through her phone, you'll find out
You gon' cry, you gon' pop out
You gon' wanna fight it out
Told your bitch asked me to hit in the south
We gon' take a jet, fly out
We gonna hit the mall, buy that shit out
Big ass check just hit my bank account
Ain't no looking back now
Got the shooters in the background
We all rich and paid, I gotta watch my back now
[?] if no guns allowed
She ain't fuck me when I broke but what she doing now?
You ain't never seen no bank account with two [?]
Million dollars in my face got me laughing, ha
Heard your music is so shit, ha, you crashing out
You took them Percs and your bitch ass just crashed out
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in the Tonka, lil' bitch, go ride
I'm finna take these drugs all night, finna go meet God
And them shooters around your house, we finna meet in the sky
Yeah, them Percs, they don't run out, got unlimited supply
That boy run up then he die, can't believe he tried his life
Hit up my mom, she gon' cry, cry
Sip this drank, I'm gon' fly, fly
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha
Pop this Perc', fall out, might die, ha