Million $ Rings Chris King (Ft. Quavo & Trippie Redd)
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[Intro: Quavo]
(Durel made the beat, I'ma run with it)
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh (Soo)
Oh (Uh), oh
[Chorus: Quavo]
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (cash)
Mini chopstick gon' hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain't pressed 'bout a bitch (I ain't pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin' in a Hermès fit (Trappin'), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Lambo on faygo
I rock that shit and I kick it like Kato, she want the ski but we not in the yayo
Paper the cream and it's stickin' like Play-Doh
Extortin' the block, you ain't gang, gotta pay, though
Ownin' the hood like we workin' at Mako
She fell in love with the wood on the draco (Draco), got the glove with the mask, now the case closed (Case closed)
Outside, runnin' with the gang, know we got 'em iced out, bust down plains
Nawf side nigga with the stain (Nawf), turn to the plug then I re-rocked a lame
Omarion dance with that pack in the rain, buy a new coupe, give the whip a new name
Takin' the streets and we make a new lane, draggin' on the X, we pop a Liu Kang
[Chorus: Quavo]
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (Ah, yeah, cash)
Mini chopstick gon' hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain't pressed 'bout a bitch (I ain't pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin' in a Hermès fit (Trappin'), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
(Durel made the beat, I'ma run with it)
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh (Soo)
Oh (Uh), oh
[Chorus: Quavo]
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (cash)
Mini chopstick gon' hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain't pressed 'bout a bitch (I ain't pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin' in a Hermès fit (Trappin'), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Lambo on faygo
I rock that shit and I kick it like Kato, she want the ski but we not in the yayo
Paper the cream and it's stickin' like Play-Doh
Extortin' the block, you ain't gang, gotta pay, though
Ownin' the hood like we workin' at Mako
She fell in love with the wood on the draco (Draco), got the glove with the mask, now the case closed (Case closed)
Outside, runnin' with the gang, know we got 'em iced out, bust down plains
Nawf side nigga with the stain (Nawf), turn to the plug then I re-rocked a lame
Omarion dance with that pack in the rain, buy a new coupe, give the whip a new name
Takin' the streets and we make a new lane, draggin' on the X, we pop a Liu Kang
[Chorus: Quavo]
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (Ah, yeah, cash)
Mini chopstick gon' hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain't pressed 'bout a bitch (I ain't pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin' in a Hermès fit (Trappin'), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
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