About To Make A Million OG 3Three (Ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)

[Intro: OG 3Three]
Yeah, yeah
I just handled the phone
Sad how I have to make [?] wit' my brother
Nigga, huh, yeah, yuh (there's no cryin' , there's no cryin' 3)
Three!

[Chorus: OG 3Three]
Hung up the phone, said I'm finna make a million (make a million)
Nowhere to run
But my main bitch steady trippin' (nowhere to run but my bitch)
I grabbed the gun
Add the three scope just to go hit it (just to go hit it)
One phone call, bitch that's your ass
And we gon' send 'em, gang (and we gon' send)
Hung up the phone, said I'm finna make a million (make a million)
Nowhere to run
But my main bitch steady trippin' (nowhere to run but my bitch)
I grabbed the gun
Add the three scope just to go hit it (just to go hit it)
One phone call, bitch that's your ass
And we gon' send 'em, gang

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Yeah, one speculation and one altercation
I'm sendin' them hittas, aye (sendin' them dope)
These niggas be hatin' ain't no time for debatin'
You know we don't feel 'em, aye (no feelin')
Move in they faces, move in they places
And knock down the building, aye (brrrt)
I'ma 21 Savage, do work with the X, [?], yeah
On the block wit' that rock like I'ma ball on 'em (ball)
Got some niggas gon' shoot, ain't gon' call on 'em
Got some F-15 bullets gon' fall on 'em (yeah)
They gon' hop out and run like a dog on 'em
Aye, aye (bitch)
Think that I need to stop rappin'
Hang up the phone, walk from the mic
Get the racks out the safe then we right back to trappin' ([?] back to trappin')