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McMilli - Money Talk (feat. AsaphDaKing & Grizitizly) Lyrics




I got the choppa
Pull up on you and I rob you
100k just for the Balenciaga
And I'm just rockin Margiela, yeah
Pull up on her and slay her, yeah
I got money, Rockefeller, yeah
F*ck with me and I might kill you, yeah
Dancing on ya like it's "Thriller", yeah
And all the ice got me chiller, yeah

I got the bank
With my homies smokin' dank
That bitch has gotta be stank
Other bitch riding my sack
F*ck with me you get the Mac
Sorry I don't mean to brag
But I'm just strong like a stag
I'm just loadin' up my mag
Cuz I'm just gettin this bag
My dick is makin' her gag
Look at you, you is a fag, yuh
I got the money, yeah
I just got lucky, yeah
You just got nothing, yeah
You is disgusting, yeah
Got yo' bitch and she's just blushing, yeah
Guess that's just who I'm just f*cking, yeah
Pull up on you and I'm stunting, yeah
You's a little bitch uh, yeah
So I took your bitch

I got yo' bitch then I cut it off, aye
I got you mad now you super salt, aye
Your favorite rapper, yeah he fell off, aye
I'm an elite while you a default, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Run around near me you gon' get caught, aye

I know that girl, heard she like dirty talk
They spreading fake rumors, know we got drip when we walk
You think I'm dissing you, it ain't my fault
We on the Main Street you on the sidewalk
If that ain't enough I got drip on my car
You trynna battle nigga we can spar
Nobody topping me I'm the best by far
It's simple enough I am like a big star

I got the cash yeah these bitches keep flocking
Rolling in dough and the money keep talking
Dripped in the water like Jesus I'm walking
Pull up with you now we boutta go shoppin'
Got all of this cash, like bitch what we coppin'
We playing Blackout, like bitch where we droppin'?
Won't even pull out, like bitch we ain't stoppin'
No caller ID, won't know when I'm callin'
Suck me off first, I'm one of her toppings
Family Guy, enjoy what I'm watchin'
Got a new bat, it's gon' meet your noggin'
I am the shit, and I keep on cloggin'
Saw your new chain, we gonna be robbin'
Don't rob us back, you'll be in a coffin
Can't run away, your car just be stallin'
Got all the money we finna go Yacthin'

I got yo' bitch then I cut it off, aye
I got you mad now you super salt, aye
Your favorite rapper, yeah he fell off, aye
I'm an elite while you a default, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Run around near me you gon' get caught, aye
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I got the choppa
Pull up on you and I rob you
100k just for the Balenciaga
And I'm just rockin Margiela, yeah
Pull up on her and slay her, yeah
I got money, Rockefeller, yeah
F*ck with me and I might kill you, yeah
Dancing on ya like it's "Thriller", yeah
And all the ice got me chiller, yeah

I got the bank
With my homies smokin' dank
That bitch has gotta be stank
Other bitch riding my sack
F*ck with me you get the Mac
Sorry I don't mean to brag
But I'm just strong like a stag
I'm just loadin' up my mag
Cuz I'm just gettin this bag
My dick is makin' her gag
Look at you, you is a fag, yuh
I got the money, yeah
I just got lucky, yeah
You just got nothing, yeah
You is disgusting, yeah
Got yo' bitch and she's just blushing, yeah
Guess that's just who I'm just f*cking, yeah
Pull up on you and I'm stunting, yeah
You's a little bitch uh, yeah
So I took your bitch

I got yo' bitch then I cut it off, aye
I got you mad now you super salt, aye
Your favorite rapper, yeah he fell off, aye
I'm an elite while you a default, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Run around near me you gon' get caught, aye

I know that girl, heard she like dirty talk
They spreading fake rumors, know we got drip when we walk
You think I'm dissing you, it ain't my fault
We on the Main Street you on the sidewalk
If that ain't enough I got drip on my car
You trynna battle nigga we can spar
Nobody topping me I'm the best by far
It's simple enough I am like a big star

I got the cash yeah these bitches keep flocking
Rolling in dough and the money keep talking
Dripped in the water like Jesus I'm walking
Pull up with you now we boutta go shoppin'
Got all of this cash, like bitch what we coppin'
We playing Blackout, like bitch where we droppin'?
Won't even pull out, like bitch we ain't stoppin'
No caller ID, won't know when I'm callin'
Suck me off first, I'm one of her toppings
Family Guy, enjoy what I'm watchin'
Got a new bat, it's gon' meet your noggin'
I am the shit, and I keep on cloggin'
Saw your new chain, we gonna be robbin'
Don't rob us back, you'll be in a coffin
Can't run away, your car just be stallin'
Got all the money we finna go Yacthin'

I got yo' bitch then I cut it off, aye
I got you mad now you super salt, aye
Your favorite rapper, yeah he fell off, aye
I'm an elite while you a default, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Don't talk to me 'less it's money talk, aye
Run around near me you gon' get caught, aye
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Writer: Asaph Ellison, Max Josselyn, Nico McMillen
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