Million Dolla Thoughts

Okay, K Money

Yeah (Welcome to Get-a-Bag Records)

Organized crime

Welcome to Get-a-Bag Records (Let's get a bag)

Two band set, two-hundred bands, rep

Forty-seven, forty-six, fuck the light

Million dolla thoughts, **** want a piece of my mind

**** say I don't be speaking at times

Where was you when a **** really, really needed heat to survive?

Spot cold like I'm sleeping outside

I can't take a day off, I know the next **** want it

Either it's coming in or that shit getting sold

Fucking with the scams, ain't no back to being broke

**** prolly got as much as they need, ****, I don't

East-side, ****, with them plugs in the sauce

Fuck a bitch good, put some drugs in her house

Siri playing hot, we gon' take another route

Call my Joy Road ****, we sending this shit on scout, ay

Fill the Fanta's up, smoke, we got all that

Set up shops, wet up blocks, we do all that

Oh, you a snitch, huh? You ain't tell me all that

You see I'm lit, nah, rap ain't give me all that

Bitch, all I know is this illegal shit

Riding in the rental with the slides in the X6

Hit erotic tricks, tell me who I'm leaving with

Give me China, I been fucking that lil' Keisha bitch

Swear these little hoes be like let's get on this ****

He'll shit on this ****, bought a brick on this ****

Come rob him, you getting ten off this ****

Even if it's ten of y'all, I'm putting ten on ten ****, crazy

You can't get no cabbage with these ****

Hustle impaired, don't know what happened with these ****

Threw it on dog, he went absent on a ****

Better tap into his brain 'fore I be tapping on this trigger

Hunnid grams, strong blow, all max, what I call grind

Big 55, want a soft 29

Chalet in sport, got me tripping on the lodge

Get the job done, I ain't looking for a job, aye

I love taking risks, I love ice and kicks

Love every day I ain't on that indictment list

I love head from a bitch I ain't tryna hit

I love reporting hoes, doing all type of shit

I done overcame hate from a lot of ****

If you really wanna play it, I ain't stopping ****

Ain't no laying on us, we ride on top of ****

Put me for a sweet 16 in that choppa with me

Had to work for this shit, freezing in the rain

Stomach hurting bad, **** sleeping through the pain

I was off the hook, sleeping with the thing, fell in love with this bitch

Got me sleeping with the cane, ****

Talk this boss shit, still haven't broke beard

'Cause I ain't had real money for a whole year

I been blowing through this shit, learning how to manage

If you don't get shit, pussy ****, get a package

I see a million with my mask on

All a **** ever wanted was his bag gone

See a million with my mask on

All a **** ever wanted was his bag gone

I see a million with my mask on

All a **** ever wanted was his bag gone

Standing in the kitchen, palms itching, tryna trickle up this check

I'm just standing in the kitchen, palms itching, tryna trickle up this check

I'm just standing in the kitchen, I'm just standing in the kitchen

Standing the kitchen, palms itching, trickle up check

Let's get a bag