lirik lagu killtj - million!
[verse one: k!lltj]
trap, trap, trap, trap
(one million dollars!) trap! [x4]
(sp-ce mob, b-tch)
n-gg-, i’m smoking and sipping on lean
the potent is potent, got me ’bout to sleep
i’m rolling right now, so b-tch get off of me
my n-gg-s wild out when we enter parties
only seventeen and i’m living my dreams
she claim she want me cause my style so mean
but that don’t make sense cause i treat her so mean
i just want make money and ball with my team
crack a oe, roll up some weed
if she don’t smoke, then your b-tch not with me
but trust that don’t mean that she smoking my weed
don’t get upset ’cause she always call me
these thotties ain’t loyal, they sucking the team
every time i see ’em, they always on knees
go in the store, get me a c-ke
pop me a xan, and then i’mma float
like noahs arc, i’m on a boat
come in the party, you know that we tweaking
cup overflowing, yeah that b-tch leaking
treat everyday like this sh-t is the weekend
your b-tch at the crib and we f-ck to the weeknd
i make her so wet then i kick that b-tch out
you rolling round here then it better be loud
when i hit the gas, i ain’t hearing no sounds
what are you saying? what you talking ’bout?
take off to the sky, i’m often in the clouds
i got addictions to trapping and flipping
ain’t chasing the kitten, i smash and then dipping
a beast with the flow, yeah, watch shorty go
don’t give a f-ck, every day just turn up
lean in my cup, i got work in the kitchen
p-ss me the bag, guaranteed gon’ flip it
and i just wanna get me a f-cking million
d-mn, n-gg-
[hook: k!lltj]
i just want me a million, stack to the ceiling
she f-ck with me, yeah she said i’m appealing
she like the dope that a n-gg- be dealing
she know i’m the realest, pull out my phone
stop calling my line, just leave me alone
you could say i’m right and you could say i’m wrong
but i’m still jugging on my trap phone
and it’s sp-ce m-o-b ’til the day i’m gone
[bridge/verse 2: k!lltj]
and i did it on my own, always on the grind
i can’t waste time, i’m trynna get mine
y’all be slacking, while i be packing
tryna get a million, so i started trapping and rapping
and k!lling sh-t, know i’m finna live my life like a movie, b-tch
and i just want me a motherf-cking million
million, million, million.. (x2)
[verse 3: brndnking (nxsleep)]
they already know that the kid’s finna blow
coming for gold with that champion flow
but the truth is that i lost my mind ’bout the very same
minute & second that i got my hands on the dough
so now i’m the man in the zone
know that i keep a small circle though, m-o-b standing alone
brandon & bandits demanding the throne
and her boyfriend all crying like “hand me your phone!”
“what are you doing, girl, who are you texting
wait, where are your clothes?!
who the f-ck’s brandon? and why are you moaning?
like “f-ck me”, i shouldn’t have left you alone”
he think she texting me, probably s-xually
stressing that she wish that she was here next to me
i’ll make it happen when i got the time to eventually
i create destiny, watch if you mess with me
(stay lit!), and i don’t really give a sh-t
give a f-ck either, hit ’em with that ether real quick
turn up your speakers while i’m speaking, b-tch
i’mma rearrange your brain if the reefers lit
every day people switching up but i don’t really give a f-ck
i’m tripping, getting lifted with your chick and
what they’re missing is dissing a kid as vicious as this
is some detrimental stuff… (that sh-t’s hard to say)
so if you want to, just know it’ll haunt you
your girl in the night crying “baby, i want you”
but she ain’t even in the bed, she be talking giving head
on the phone, in the zone, with me up on the other end
m-o-f-cking-b, man, i ain’t really got no other friends
b-tches come and go, a new beginning and another end
but once they get a taste of my ways, they gon’ run again
i’m just tryna flip my pay to that all black coloured benz
[hook: k!lltj]
i just want me a million, stack to the ceiling
she f-ck with me, yeah she said i’m appealing
she like the dope that a n-gg- be dealing
she know i’m the realest, pull out my phone
stop calling my line, just leave me alone
you could say i’m right and you could say i’m wrong
but i’m still jugging on my trap phone
and it’s sp-ce m-o-b ’til the day i’m gone
[outro/austin powers snippet]
don’t you think we should maybe ask for more than a million dollars? a million dollars isn’t exactly a lot of money these days
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