Million Dollar

[Intro: Detail]

There's a few women out here that got that million dollar pussy

Sometimes they come from a very struggling environment

[Verse 1: Detail]

Boarding pass that flight

But make sure you on it 'cause I'm here

And I'm thinking about that shit you said the other night when you text me

And said, "When I'm off of your time, you better turn up, you got all the plugs, even Wayne came to yo' house"

Gold bottles in my kitchen

Candles in my restroom

And I sent her ass to my best room

That fire place got chest room

Two guests, Indian, or you gotta be Arabic

That hour glass look mighty round

Is it real, or did you inherit it?

Phone calls on phone calls

Girl, I keep that work going

All you gotta do is lick them lips

Girl, gon' and keep that flirt going

First night, popped it off

All you did was look

You was cool once you realize you wasn't fucking with no crook

Baby, I don't kiss and brag

I'ma follow your lead

I see the pussy got a tag on it

Go on and let that milli breathe

[Verse 2: Future]

Champagne on her nipple

Dripping on my pistol

Fuck her like I miss her

I just met her and dismissed her

Marble on my counter

Mollys on my counter

Roses in my yard

Dying by the day

Trying to water every seed

Showing off my seeds

Water all my seeds

Watch 'em grow to kids

Keys to the 'Gatti

Keys to the 'Rari

Keys to the Lambo

Keys to the Mansion

Keys to the Penthouse

Hmm, hmm, hmm

You contagious

I can taste it

You need to fuck me like you love me

From your face is on this back, you know you're into me

You a fein to me

You into me

You into Me