SeptembersRich - Million Dollar lyrics
[SeptembersRich - Million Dollar lyrics]
(Roshy)
I got a brand new (Ha)
I got a brand new whip outside, ha
Yeah, I got a brand new
(XXAY buggin on the track)
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in that 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 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
(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 ass, "Meet me in the south"
(Meet me in the south)
We gon' take a jet, fly out (Fly out)
We gonna hit the mall, buy that shit out
Big ass check just hit my bank account
(My bank account)
Ain't no looking back now
Got them shooters in the background
(The background)
We all rich and paid
Ain't gotta watch my back now
(My back now)
The gang on go
We gon' stomp you if no guns allowed
(Stomp it out)
She ain't fuck me when I was
Broke but what she doing now?
You ain't never seen no bank
Account with two commas
Wow
Million dollars in my face got me laughing
Ha
Heard your music is so shit, ha
You crashing out
Took them Percs and your bitch
Ass just crashed out
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in that 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 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
(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
I got a brand new (Ha)
I got a brand new whip outside, ha
Yeah, I got a brand new
(XXAY buggin on the track)
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in that 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 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
(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 ass, "Meet me in the south"
(Meet me in the south)
We gon' take a jet, fly out (Fly out)
We gonna hit the mall, buy that shit out
Big ass check just hit my bank account
(My bank account)
Ain't no looking back now
Got them shooters in the background
(The background)
We all rich and paid
Ain't gotta watch my back now
(My back now)
The gang on go
We gon' stomp you if no guns allowed
(Stomp it out)
She ain't fuck me when I was
Broke but what she doing now?
You ain't never seen no bank
Account with two commas
Wow
Million dollars in my face got me laughing
Ha
Heard your music is so shit, ha
You crashing out
Took them Percs and your bitch
Ass just crashed out
I got a brand new whip outside
Hop in that 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 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
(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