LYRIC
Million $ Rings Lyrics by Chris King, Featuring Quavo & Trippie Redd, latest song 2021, and Produced by DJ Durel, from the album “Mucus” (2021).
Million $ Rings Lyrics – Chris King
(Durel made the beat, I’ma run with it)
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh (Soo)
Oh (Uh), oh
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (cash)
Mini chopstick gon’ hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain’t pressed ’bout a bitch (I ain’t pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin’ in a Hermès fit (Trappin’), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
[?] faygo
I [?] that shit and I kick it like Kato, she want the ski but we not in the yayo
Paper [?] cream and it’s stickin’ like Play-Doh
Extortin’ the block, you ain’t gang, gotta pay, though
Ownin’ the hood like we workin’ at Mako
She fell in love with the wood on the draco (Draco), got the glove with the mask, now the case closed (Case closed)
Outside, runnin’ with the gang, know we got ’em iced out, bust down plains
Nawf side nigga with the stain (Nawf), turn to the plug then I re-rocked a lame
Omarion dance with that pack in the rain, buy a new coupe, give the whip a new name
Takin’ the streets and we make a new lane, draggin’ on the X, we pop a Liu Kang
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (Ah, yeah, cash)
Mini chopstick gon’ hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain’t pressed ’bout a bitch (I ain’t pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin’ in a Hermès fit (Trappin’), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
Oh, yeah (Yeah)
‘Bouta swerve on the lean, girl, I’m cruisin’ [?], me and my shooter, we close, we communicate
Get the bank, like that’s what I’ma do today, these diamonds heavy, my nigga, you cruiser weight (Light)
Take a foreign, [?] screw the [?], she get on knees, [?] on God and don’t lose your faith (Yeah)
I be fresh like my first day of school today, and the wrist is on dummy, [?] today
Everything on go, money don’t stop, earlobes heavy ’cause I got ice blocks
I’ma hit the bullseye, I got a nice shot, smokin’ somethin’ potent make your [?] eyes pop
Don’t you run up on me, I’ma shoot it out, got a brick inside the pantry, got a brick inside the couch
I got a brick up in the mattress, got brick up in my mouth
I got a brick up on my wrist, I sell a brick right now (Blatt)
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (Ah, yeah, cash)
Mini chopstick gon’ hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain’t pressed ’bout a bitch (I ain’t pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin’ in a Hermès fit (Trappin’), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
Yeah, bitch gettin’ high off a whippet (Yeah, ah), in a new ride, I whip it (Yeah, ah)
We pop outside and it’s crickets (Yeah), we made niggas croak [?] like ribbet
I’m like how ’bout we [?] and handle my business
On my cardio runnin’ this shit like it’s fitness
Like it’s quarantine give me a mask and keep distance (yeah)
Or a nigga gon’ end up missing (yeah)
On god got brand new bricks in
Brick on my wrist and my bitch got a Birkin (okay)
She get no dick and she [?] (hey)
And I hop in that Maybach, I’m closing the curtains
Ain’t no end of the road, I’m speeding and swerving (yeah)
Rough here, God I’m so devilish (devilish)
Pour up codeine, need a beverage (beverage)
Got a brick it so well like a pegasus, ay
Brick after brick after brick (Brick), I spend a brick on the wrist (Ah, yeah, cash)
Mini chopstick gon’ hit (Rrah), nigga, pop shit, nigga, get lit (Pop shit, ah, yeah)
Million dollar rings on the fist (Million), nigga, I ain’t pressed ’bout a bitch (I ain’t pressed, ah, yeah)
Trappin’ in a Hermès fit (Trappin’), whip it up and serve that shit (Whip it up, ah, yeah)
SONG INFO:
Song: Million $ Rings
Artist: Chris King
Album: Mucus (2021)
Featuring: Quavo & Trippie Redd
Produced by: DJ Durel
Release Date: December 11, 2021
