KingXay PC - 200 Mill

I need me 200 mill let me run up then bills
I could really care less what you think
Smoking like gonja in here imma break out the seal
Imma cash out that hoe to the bank
Imma real killer by nature not twisting my fingers
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend all this paper not owing no favors
Lil mama got bakery cake
Talk shit, bitch I cannot imagine
Feet up, smokin Os in my castle
More whips and this money go faster
Move wrong, and they'll carry yo casket
Im a real nigga no snake
I could care less what she make
I do what they say they can't
Fuck a house need an estate
They gone keep pickin plate at the end of the day
I keep stackin my plate imma eat it up
She keep looking my way imma beat it up
That lil hoe don't complain cause she skeet enough
When I walk in the building my heater tucked
You been feeling around think you see enough
You got hell of a mouth you ain't bleed enough
You gone end up CC'd if you keep it up
Got my killas on go imma demon yeh
I need me 200 mill let me run up then bills
I could really care less what you think
Smokin on gonja in here imma break out the seal
Imma cash in that hoe to the bank
Imma real killer by nature not twisting my fingers
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend up this paper not owing no favors
Lil mama got bakery cake
I need me 200 mill let me run up then bills
I could really care less what you think
Smokin on gonja in here imma break out the seal
Imma cash out that hoe to the bank
Imma real killer by nature not twisting my fingers
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend up this paper not owing no favors
Lil mama got bakery cake
Real talk yo that goes is a baddy
I'm on go if she try to get nasty
Fake bitch yeh we callin them plastic
Run me down and I'm upping and blasting
Took his cap, he the son of a bastard
Spine hit, catch him falling down faster
Blowin up, like I'm covered in plaster
Hexed up, think that hoe was a caster
I don't get paid more mistake
I'm never takin no brakes
Smokin on gas wit no lace
Puttin that hoe in her place
No body no catching no case
Smokin a blunt to the face
I'm in a whole nother race
I don't be hearing the bass
You just be sharin the case
You just be sharing my business
You just gone fumble play
I can't hold my wrist up
Cause that bitch is bricked up
It's a whole brink truck
Milli ain't too much
Used to use coupons
Now my pockets stay buff
Now my pockets stay eatin
Now my money stay tough
Now I can't ask much
Now I'm flauntin big bucks
But bitch I'm enough
I need me 200 mill let me run up then bills
I could really care less what you think
Smokin on gonja in here imma break out the seal
Imma cash in that hoe to the bank
Imma real killer by nature not twisting my fingers
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend up this paper not owing no favors
Lil mama got bakery cake
I need me 200 mill let me run up then bills
I could really care less what you think
Smokin on gonja in here imma break out the seal
Imma cash in that hoe to the bank
Imma real killer by nature not twisting my fingers
Don't do what you do cause that's fake
Imma go spend up this paper not owing no favors
Lil mama got bakery cake

Written by:
Xavier Bright

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