Lyrics Million $ Rings (feat. Quavo & Trippie Redd) - Quavo , Trippie Redd , Chris King

Oh, yeah
Oh, oh (Soo)
Oh (Uh), oh
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wris
Mini chopstick gon' hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain't pressed by the bitch
Trappin' in a Hermès fit (Trappin')
Whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)

[?] faygo
I [?] that shit and I kick it like Kato
She want the ski but we not in the yayo
Paper [?] 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

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

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)
Oh, yeah (Yeah)
'Bouta swerve on the lean, girl, I'm cruisin'
[?], me and my shooter, we close, we communicate
Get the bank, like that's what I'ma do today
These diamonds heavy, my nigga, you cruiser weight (Light)
Take a foreign, [?] screw the [?], she get on knees
[?] on God and don't lose your faith (Yeah)
I be fresh like my first day of school today
And the wrist is on dummy, [?] today
Everything on go, money don't stop
Earlobes heavy 'cause I got ice blocks
I'ma hit the bullseye
I got a nice shot, smokin' somethin' potent make your [?]
Don't you run up on me, I'ma shoot it out
Got a brick inside the pantry, got a brick inside the couch
I got a brick up in the mattress, got brick up in my mouth
I got a brick up on my wrist, I sell a brick right now (Blatt)
BLATT
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), n
Igga, 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)

Yeah, bitch gettin' high off a whippet (Yeah, ah)
In a new ride, I whip it (Yeah, ah)
We pop outside and it's crickets (Yeah)
We made niggas croak [?] like ribbet
I'm like how 'bout we [?] and handle my business
On my cardio runnin' this shit like it's fitness
Like it's quarantine give me a mask and keep distance (yeah)
Or a nigga gon' end up missing (yeah)
On god got brand new bricks in
Brick on my wrist and my bitch got a Birkin (okay)
She get no dick and she [?] (hey)
And I hop in that Maybach, I'm closing the curtains
Ain't no end of the road, I'm speeding and swerving (yeah)
Rough here, God I'm so devilish (devilish)
Pour up codeine, need a beverage (beverage)
Got a brick it so well like a pegasus, ay
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)