Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Millionaire Mullet, artist - Tommy Cash. Date of issue: 08.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Millionaire Mullet |
| Million-dollar smile, million-dollar mullet |
| (Banger, banger, banger…) |
| Uh, ayy |
| Only smile when the camera’s out |
| Diamonds dancin' when the candle’s out |
| Diamonds twinkle, yellow jewels look like Twinkies |
| Two tube-socks filled up with Benjamin Franklins |
| The bank teller give me a hundred thousand cash in 10K increments (Goddamn, |
| goddamn) |
| Jody Husky cleaned off his Mink in the Versace sink, yuh |
| Me and Chief Keef bought a Lamborghini at the same time, jinx! |
| Benjamin Frankenstein, the fireplace smells like frankincense |
| Log cabin with a hammock in the triple story treehouse, uh |
| There’s a walkway from tree to tree |
| Wobbles when you walk across like an Ewok |
| Seafoam mint skies, now I’m in Seattle like a Seahawk |
| Brian Bosworth on the activist AstroTurf |
| Nobody’s perfect on this Earth’s surface, but I’m glad to be of service |
| I don’t like online shopping, I’d rather purchase in person |
| RiFF! |
| Further you scroll, the higher I get (I get higher now) |
| Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher now) |
| Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra |
| You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, you don’t wanna pop pills) |
| Further you scroll, the higher I get (I get higher now) |
| Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher now) |
| Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra |
| You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills homie da) |
| They hated on me, dropout |
| But look at you with the mop out |
| All the girls call me Papa |
| I pull up (just like that), then I hop out |
| Think I’m fake or a cutout (What? Yeah) |
| People faint with a blackout (Yeah) |
| All my gang gets a shoutout |
| If you stuck then you wallow (Sheesh) |
| Coming straight from the 3 4 5 |
| I want to pop them bigots, the weakest kind |
| It’s so dark as fuck, but my coke so white |
| I think they racist fucks, I’ll make 'em blind (Uh) |
| I usually don’t care how I look, it’s not Fashion Week at Paris (Yep) |
| Coming up with dumb excuses just to ignore my parents (Yep) |
| Saving money, I’m too cheap for vacation islands (Yep) |
| And I’m working day and night, this man got thousand talents |
| So much credit on the street, I could serve it with my feet |
| As we enter VIP, then I peak on LSD (Wheee) |
| I came to judge, I left impressed (I came to judge, I left impressed) |
| Let me get it off my chest |
| What you doin'? |
| What? |
| Wha- What you doin' now? |
| What you doin'? |
| What? |
| Wha- What you doin' now? |
| What you doin'? |
| What? |
| Wha- What you doin' now? |
| What you doin'? |
| What? |
| Wha- What you doin' now? |
| (I get higher now, I get higher now) |
| (I get higher now, I get higher now) |
| Further you scroll, the higher I get (I get higher now) |
| Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher now) |
| Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra |
| You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, I don’t wanna) |
| Further you scroll, the higher I get (I get higher now) |
| Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher now) |
| Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra (Yeah) |
| You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, I don’t wanna) |
| Further you scroll, the higher I get |
| Louder song in my set, the better she get |
| Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra |
| You don’t wanna pop pills (Pills) |