HALF A MILLI (feat. YFN Lucci)

2KBABY

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    [2KBABY]
    Half a milli' in the bank, yeah
    Half a milli' in the bank, yeah
    Half a milli' in the bank, yeah

    Half a milli' in the bank
    This shit ain't really what you think, I miss all my niggas
    I crack the seal to ease the pain
    You never really seen the rain (Yeah), I need seven figures
    I'm tryna bust up out the bank
    Too quick to bust a nigga brain, these niggas ain't with it
    You best to stay up in your lane
    Unless you dying for a name, my brother, forget it
    He said: Fuck it, drop a couple dollars
    I went and copped a lot of choppas, then called all my shottas
    They quick to bust a nigga Papa
    Don't give a fuck about the problem, my niggas like: Nada
    They pull up, let it go to dah-dah
    The choppa go dah-dah-dah-dah-dah
    Dah-dah-dah, dah-dah-dah-dah
    Tell me when a nigga holla
    I'll put them killas on his collar and get him up out of there

    'Member I ain't have a clue, uh, uh
    They weren't fuckin' with me
    I whip the Infinity like a new coupe, uh, uh
    I ain't have a penny
    And now I got enemies 'cause I got juice
    Tell them niggas come send for me, I'm in the booth
    Money just like a centipede, that be the truth
    No, you can't be a friend to me, no, we're not cool, uh
    Bitch, I'm the sickest, this lean got me trippin'
    Keep sippin' this sip in the deuce, uh
    Nigga be dissin' today in a mission
    Got chicken, I sent to the troops, uh
    Now this lil' nigga got juice
    I was fresh out of school pullin' up in the coupe
    If they wanna slide through, tell that boy: Bust a move
    I'll be stuck in the booth tryna sell you the truth, uh

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    Half a milli' in the bank
    This shit ain't really what you think, I miss all my niggas
    I crack the seal to ease the pain
    You never really seen the rain, I need seven figures
    I'm tryna bust up out the bank
    Too quick to bust a nigga brain, these niggas ain't with it
    You best to stay up in your lane
    Unless you dying for a name, my brother, forget it
    He said: Fuck it, drop a couple dollars
    I went and copped a lot of choppas, then called all my shottas
    They quick to bust a nigga Papa
    Don't give a fuck about the problem, my niggas like: Nada
    They pull up, let it go to dah-dah
    The choppa go dah-dah-dah-dah-dah
    Dah-dah-dah, dah-dah-dah-dah
    Tell me when a nigga holla
    I'll put them killas on his collar and get him up out of there

    [YFN Lucci]
    Huh, huh
    I'll throw them killas all on your collar like a polo, yeah
    Now them hittas all on your ass, nigga, no homo, huh
    Hit a nigga in the chest like he caught a pass, nigga, I'm Tony Romo, huh
    I'm in the Aston four-door, I'm in my bag, Manolo, huh
    If they ain't with that cash, then no go
    That money came with some problems
    I came in with my choppa, I got a whole lot of y'all
    I'm a real don dada, yeah
    I can get the boy out of there, out of there, out of there
    Oh, rock the lil' baby to sleep, rockin' chair
    Gettin' bruh to spin, hell if I care
    Pour a whole four in a root beer
    I got six carats in both ears
    I say whole mill', ain't lyin'
    Half a mill' in my neck, half in my hand
    Half a mill' in my mouth
    Half the time can't even tell what a nigga sayin'
    Half a mill' to put the shark online
    Half a mill' in that big duffle bag
    Half a mill' to make him hit his own man
    Yeah, uh

    [2KBABY]
    Half a milli' in the bank
    This shit ain't really what you think, I miss all my niggas
    I crack the seal to ease the pain
    You never really seen the rain, I need seven figures
    I'm tryna bust up out the bank
    Too quick to bust a nigga brain, these niggas ain't with it
    You best to stay up in your lane
    Unless you dying for a name, my brother, forget it
    He said: Fuck it, drop a couple dollars
    I went and copped a lot of choppas, then called all my shottas
    They quick to bust a nigga Papa
    Don't give a fuck about the problem, my niggas like: Nada
    They pull up, let it go to dah-dah
    The choppa go dah-dah-dah-dah-dah
    Dah-dah-dah, dah-dah-dah-dah
    Tell me when a nigga holla
    I'll put them killas on his collar and get him up out of there

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