Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Million, artist - YG. Album song Just Re'd Up 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 4Hunnid
Song language: English
Million |
Said I’m ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million |
My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin' |
Cause she don’t pay no rent, so she don’t mean shit |
I got more money than her, so she don’t mean shit |
Said I’m ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million |
My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin' |
She think I’m worth a million so her panties get to peelin' |
I stop and get some condoms, so I won’t have no children |
Legs up in the back seat, booty in the back seat |
The way a nigga ballin' you would think I was an athlete |
Mustard in that Benzo, I’m up in that Porsche, though |
Youse a bad bitch, why you actin' like a whore, though? |
Lean by the quart load — 16 OZs |
Mind on a million, bitch, fuck you call me? |
All my homies bangers, pistols ain’t no strangers |
Pistols ain’t no strangers, and pistols can’t taint us |
Ratchets in the lobby, that’s my type of party |
We buy or sell gangsters, my clique don’t need nobody |
Rich niggas eat out, pussy niggas Mia |
Fuck it then I beast now, like peace out |
I’m riding in that Porsche, mind on some money |
Niggas act funny, start makin' money |
Pussy make that label, all my niggas able |
Put lil' bro and some killers on the payroll |
All my niggas a-holes, act like we don’t give a fuck |
I bet that shorty hit 'em up… |
I had to switch it up, now I live it up |
I live it Hollywood, we at my house thick as fuck |
Pussy don’t do shit for me, it’s just a nut |
No homo, I can do that with my hand, bitch, what? |
Bitch I think I’m 2Pac, bitch I think I’m 2Pac |
Niggas talk that shit 'til they get their ass popped |
Mamas wanna fuck me, their daughters wanna fuck me |
Thee bitches think I’m ratchet and the niggas say I’m lucky |
More racks on, couple racks gone |
Double racks gone, that’s 20 racks gone |
I be ridin', my niggas we be ridin' |
Our pistols do the fighting |
So you don’t want no violence, no |
All my niggas on, Ciroc and Patron |
Havin' bad bitches come up out they thongs |
One rack gone, double racks gone |
Couple racks gone, that’s 20 racks gone |