Millon Star Baby

Baby, I'm a millionaire, baby, oh Not even all this money can faze me

I'm not gonna lie, I think about you lately Think about your love and now you crazy

Yeah, yeah, now I'm back in this b***** with my drum Now I'm back in this b***** with my gun

Now I'm back in this bitch with my gun And I'm back and I'm back and I stole my pole

Keep up my trap and I gotta stay low Keep up my trap and I gotta stay low

Now they're over, they go low Yeah, instead yeah certromani on top and ya know, I know

Yeah, mess with her, so with her Falling right down, but I came back up

Throws a dozen little choppers and a dozen watches, what you wanna do

And when I'm ridin' in a F-Class, I be cool and I don't know the due

Yeah, I fuck with leagues, I don't f*** with h*** And a b**** that's niggas takin' all my flows