Million Dollar Man Lyrics

Aye

Aye

Hia

Lemme talk to em

Hold up

Hottest in the 3

I like my girls by the 3

Each one gotta be a freak

All the girlies gotta eat

And My Brother got some tree

We only smoke the Z

Plus I only roll a leaf

All we do is keep it G

But I always rep the H

Put it in my artist name

Don't you think this here a game

Lil' boy we never playin'

Keep eyes behind your brain

If you stepping up in Dade

Sunny place with little shade

Funny place that's full of snakes (aye)

But this Chico Kill Anacondas

Yeah RIP to the Mamba

Was pullin up in a Honda

Now I'm pushing something much harder

Yeah

pockets getting much larger, hey

I'm balling now you better guard up

Vince Carter in Toronto but the bread

On Wembanyama

You can't get a bill up out me

Sipping drank. no pill, no Cosby

Cup red just like my shawty

Serve fiends this Chico Carti

bout the bread? hell yeh I'm sliding

Chasin that we pull all nighters

Love head; I love them sliders

Wilding out, don't need no guidance

She loves the way I keep it real

We never tryna' just chill

Loves popping pussy and pills

But I don't give a fuck how she feel

This beat is hard. I had to steal

And that ass the opposite of little

On that coochie where I do drills

Smoke some cookies after my meal

That's everything on the rider,

Check

I lied pass me that lighter yeah

She wanna be on my podcast set

I told her "chill lil' ma not yet

Do your job and share them clips

And stop talking but work those lips"

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