Aye
Aye
Hia
Lemme talk to em
Hold up
Hottest in the 3
I like my girls by the 3
Each one gotta be a freak
All the girlies gotta eat
And My Brother got some tree
We only smoke the Z
Plus I only roll a leaf
All we do is keep it G
But I always rep the H
Put it in my artist name
Don't you think this here a game
Lil' boy we never playin'
Keep eyes behind your brain
If you stepping up in Dade
Sunny place with little shade
Funny place that's full of snakes (aye)
But this Chico Kill Anacondas
Yeah RIP to the Mamba
Was pullin up in a Honda
Now I'm pushing something much harder
Yeah
Pockets getting much larger, hey
I'm balling now you better guard up
Vince Carter in Toronto but the bread
On Wembanyama
You can't get a bill up out me
Sipping drank. no pill, no Cosby
Cup red just like my shawty
Serve fiends this Chico Carti
Bout the bread? hell yeh I'm sliding
Chasin that we pull all nighters
Love head; I love them sliders
Wilding out, don't need no guidance
She loves the way I keep it real
We never tryna' just chill
Loves popping pussy and pills
But I don't give a f*ck how she feel
This beat is hard. I had to steal
And that ass the opposite of little
On that coochie where I do drills
Smoke some cookies after my meal
That's everything on the rider,
Check
I lied pass me that lighter yeah
She wanna be on my podcast set
I told her "chill lil' ma not yet
Do your job and share them clips
And stop talking but work those lips"
OfficialHeir go check my shit
The Heir Cast coming soon ya dig?
Officialheir - Million Dollar Man Lyrics
Officialheir - Million Dollar Man Lyrics
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Aye
Aye
Hia
Lemme talk to em
Hold up
Hottest in the 3
I like my girls by the 3
Each one gotta be a freak
All the girlies gotta eat
And My Brother got some tree
We only smoke the Z
Plus I only roll a leaf
All we do is keep it G
But I always rep the H
Put it in my artist name
Don't you think this here a game
Lil' boy we never playin'
Keep eyes behind your brain
If you stepping up in Dade
Sunny place with little shade
Funny place that's full of snakes (aye)
But this Chico Kill Anacondas
Yeah RIP to the Mamba
Was pullin up in a Honda
Now I'm pushing something much harder
Yeah
Pockets getting much larger, hey
I'm balling now you better guard up
Vince Carter in Toronto but the bread
On Wembanyama
You can't get a bill up out me
Sipping drank. no pill, no Cosby
Cup red just like my shawty
Serve fiends this Chico Carti
Bout the bread? hell yeh I'm sliding
Chasin that we pull all nighters
Love head; I love them sliders
Wilding out, don't need no guidance
She loves the way I keep it real
We never tryna' just chill
Loves popping pussy and pills
But I don't give a f*ck how she feel
This beat is hard. I had to steal
And that ass the opposite of little
On that coochie where I do drills
Smoke some cookies after my meal
That's everything on the rider,
Check
I lied pass me that lighter yeah
She wanna be on my podcast set
I told her "chill lil' ma not yet
Do your job and share them clips
And stop talking but work those lips"
OfficialHeir go check my shit
The Heir Cast coming soon ya dig?
Aye
Hia
Lemme talk to em
Hold up
Hottest in the 3
I like my girls by the 3
Each one gotta be a freak
All the girlies gotta eat
And My Brother got some tree
We only smoke the Z
Plus I only roll a leaf
All we do is keep it G
But I always rep the H
Put it in my artist name
Don't you think this here a game
Lil' boy we never playin'
Keep eyes behind your brain
If you stepping up in Dade
Sunny place with little shade
Funny place that's full of snakes (aye)
But this Chico Kill Anacondas
Yeah RIP to the Mamba
Was pullin up in a Honda
Now I'm pushing something much harder
Yeah
Pockets getting much larger, hey
I'm balling now you better guard up
Vince Carter in Toronto but the bread
On Wembanyama
You can't get a bill up out me
Sipping drank. no pill, no Cosby
Cup red just like my shawty
Serve fiends this Chico Carti
Bout the bread? hell yeh I'm sliding
Chasin that we pull all nighters
Love head; I love them sliders
Wilding out, don't need no guidance
She loves the way I keep it real
We never tryna' just chill
Loves popping pussy and pills
But I don't give a f*ck how she feel
This beat is hard. I had to steal
And that ass the opposite of little
On that coochie where I do drills
Smoke some cookies after my meal
That's everything on the rider,
Check
I lied pass me that lighter yeah
She wanna be on my podcast set
I told her "chill lil' ma not yet
Do your job and share them clips
And stop talking but work those lips"
OfficialHeir go check my shit
The Heir Cast coming soon ya dig?
Writer: Urbano Mederos
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