Baby Fatt - Touch A Mill Lyrics

How you let her do you like that, bro
Oh my God
I'm tryna get rich, tryna touch a mill, tryna catch a play like Tyreek Hill
If it ain't about the money, I ain't sign no deal, yeah

And you know that I'ma keep it real, yeah
And you know I'm tryna get lit on heels, yeah
Yeah, I'm tryna get lit
I'm tryna run it up, and you know that I'm the shit

I'm tryna touch every buck, oh that's your bitch
Why she want me for
Baby, just hop on dis dick and been that ass, over
Yeah, you know you bad, gotta run up them racks

Smokin' on exotic pack, and I'ma kick that shit ah stack
Late night, we be vibin', while your bitch steady jawkin
All this shit, that Im poppin', you know I get cocky
I'm tryna get rich, tryna touch a mill, tryna catch a play like Tyreek Hill

If it ain't about the money, I ain't sign no deal, yeah
And you know that I'ma keep it real, yeah
And you know I'm tryna get lit on heels, yeah
And you know I'm tryna run up a mill, yeah

Oh thats your bitch why u can't keep her steal, yeah
And I'm screamin' f*ck a record deal, yeah