Elijah Connor - Mill Ticket Lyrics

And I heard the Lord say
You've been delayed, but not denied woo
Hey

Got Versace on the hip, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar bitch
Two-fifty thousand on the ring, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar pimp
Do one hundred on the freeway, ayy
This here Ferrari, please don't ding
Donald Trump is on my wrist, yeah
It's a Rollie president

Just bought a Cadillac, Raf Simons knapsack
Stupid ass on her
She ain't gotta worry, get it clean
Get it dirty i been workin' for a minute
Tryna put a hundred on her wrist
Just for the night, I'ma get you excited
Do you know how to ride it?, lemme see
Lemme see i wanna know if you 'bout it
I'm whippin' three hundred thousand
I'm in the kitchen cookin' pounds and
Let me know if you down with it

Got Versace on the hip, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar bitch
Two-fifty thousand on the ring, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar pimp
Do one hundred on the freeway, ayy
This here Ferrari, please don't ding
Donald Trump is on my wrist, yeah
It's a Rollie president

Choppin' it up with my nigga
They gave the wrong young niggas funds
My uncle shot at the police
They gave the wrong young niggas guns, ayy
I got that check and took off
They gave the right nigga a chance
Bought every house in my ghetto
Split up that work with my mans, ayy
I don't take lightly to threats
My niggas gon' shoot at his head
Them bullets the size of my dreads
So if he survive he the man, ayy
You get that lean by the pint
We got that shit by the keg
My doctor gon' risk his career
'Cause he write the script for my meds, ayy
Big hundred K on my neck
Got it after the rap
Coulda got it before rap
But the feds was watchin' my snaps
Cut him off if he watchin' your pockets
Reward him, he watching your back
That pipe ain't no good on my hip
So it sit next to your bitch on my lap

Got Versace on the hip, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar bitch
Two-fifty thousand on the ring, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar pimp
Do one hundred on the freeway, ayy
This here Ferrari, please don't ding
Donald Trump is on my wrist, yeah
It's a Rollie president

South beach weather, bad bitch got cheddar
Young nigga with some money and Jamaica
Hidden scholar white suit, Met Gala
Can't nobody do it better
(And I feel like Michael Jackson)
Walking backwards in Margiela's
Like the sidewalk
I see you standin' on that bitch
F*ck the side talk
I feel like money makin' ish
I'm on the grind boy
I'm tryna hit a mill ticket
It's my time, boy, It's 'bout time, boy

Got Versace on the hip, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar bitch
Two-fifty thousand on the ring, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar pimp
Do one hundred on the freeway, ayy
This here Ferrari, please don't ding
Donald Trump is on my wrist, yeah
It's a Rollie president

That's what I'm on right now
That's what I'm on right now
That's what I'm on right now
That's what I'm on right now

Got Versace on the hip, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar bitch
Two-fifty thousand on the ring, yeah, ayy
That's that million dollar pimp
Do one hundred on the freeway, ayy
This here Ferrari, please don't ding
Donald Trump is on my wrist, yeah
It's a Rollie president