Bout a Million Lyrics
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
Look, run down (Run down), tag 'em (Tag 'em)
I give 'em twenty if he catch 'em (Catch 'em)
.44 (.44), blast him (Blast him)
Hit 'em up, then I'm dancin' (Baow)
I'm poppin' (Poppin'), I'm flashy (Flashy)
The bitches love me 'cause I'm catchy (Catchy)
Bad b*tch (Bad b*tch), sassy (S*ssy)
She got that fire like a dragon (Dragon)
Look, big body, Wagon (Huh)
I remember I ain't have it (Huh)
Twenty-one, I'm a savage (Huh)
I got twenty-one in the carats
Throwin' bullets (Huh)
Throwin' bullets like I'm Madden
Leave that n*gga in a casket
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
For all my n*ggas, for all my n*ggas bow, b*tch
Blitz, Crips, fast, drop, rest the blocks
We still steppin', we still stretch shit
What's on me? an FN, a FN, a FN
Took my b*tch up out the Taurus, put her in a Benz
That b*tch ain't worth a quarter, I f*ck with tens
Right after she said I couldn't, I f*cked again
Earrings on me look like boogers, b*tch, I'm worth some M's
21, bang, do whatever for the gang (On God)
N*dy gon' pop out with that stick and I know that he won't say a name (Ssh)
Buddy got put in a box, he came to the wrong hood lookin' for fame (P*ssy)
Ain't no secret, big 4L's, f*ckboys know what I claim (P*ssy)
Richard Mille, copped without a show-box (21)
Four-five, make you do the hold up (21)
Pop Smoke, gun smoke, same thang (Same thang)
I'm on the block slangin' cold cuts
Say you got a body, n*gga, so what? (21)
Terrorize shit, we got a whole bunch (B*tch)
None of my opps ain't on nothin' (P*ssy)
Broke ass b*tches got one gun (21, 21)
She get so wet and slippery (Slippery)
She screamin' and yellin' "Put d*ck in me" (21)
Most of these jewerls is sick of me (21)
Savage spend money ridiculously (On God)
I ain't with all of the bickery (Straight up)
They disappear, I know trickery (Straight up)
He made a diss and it tickle me (On God)
I don't let bullshit get to me (21)
Switches on the Glocks (21)
Rest in piss to all my opps (21)
We treat beef like albums, n*gga, all that shit get dropped (On God)
I ain't got no brain, I spent your budget on my watch (P*ssy, 21)
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got 'bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
Song Details
Singer : Pop Smoke, 21 Savage, 42 Dugg
Album : FAITH
Lyrics : 21 Savage, 42 Dugg, Pop Smoke
Music : Jairo, Yoz Beatz
FAITH (Tracklist)
1. Good News
2. More Time
3. Tell The Vision
4. Manslaughter
5. Bout a Million
6. Brush Em
7. Top Shotta
8. 30
9. Beat the Speaker
10. Coupe
11. What’s Crackin
12. Genius
13. Mr. Jones
14. Woo Baby Interlude
15. Woo Baby
16. Demeanor
17. Spoiled
18. 8-Ball
19. Back Door
20. Merci Beaucoup
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