paroles de chanson $1M - BabyTron

(I got so much Energy)
Swear to God
Hey

Today's plans include flexing, I can't hold it off (woo)
Wake up, roll a log, that's my protocol
When it rains, it's gon' pour, when it snow, it falls (boom)
Y'all ain't got no game plan, get the coach involved
I buy a 'bow, then turn it into smoke and fog
Acting like your recipe OG, that's some stolen sauce
Closet full of drip, it's looking like I went and stole the mall
Riding with the load, the mission is to drop it off

Shit, I'm flying up the road and I don't plan on hopping off
Score a pint and pour, pour, pour, catch me nodding off
Acting tough, you a ho, ho, ho, knock it off
Feel like Santa Claus, I might just come down through your chimney (ha-ha-ha)
Boy, my shooter, he a hunter, he gon' do the Lindsey
Walked out, diamonds H2O, you'd think my jeweler rinsed me
In the O, Toledo to Dayton, we flew through Findlay
You got little green, Hornswoggle, step and make the floor wobble

If we in the club, we buy the ones and give the whores bottles
Two-seater, four models, three-five, Perc ten
TRX done turned the street to gravel, watch me earth-bend

Sold-out dates, shit, I'm going on a hundred shows
Bust the kit down, shit, I should've copped a hundred 'bows
When I made my first hundred K, needed a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (fuck), that's a M, ain't it?
Math ain't mathin', shit, I'm waiting on my tenth payment

How I was thinking was, "What the fuck is a hundred thousand?"
I need a million, you know
ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia
Long live $cams (whew)
Hey

Sold-out dates, shit, I'm going on a hundred shows
Bust the kit down, shit, I should've copped a hundred 'bows
When I made my first hundred K, needed a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear)
And a hundred more (fuck), that's a M, ain't it?
Math ain't mathin', shit, I'm waiting on my tenth payment (shit)