Million Dollar Kidd

[Intro]
I'm like Shaq with the Lakers
They can't stop me at the rim
They hate on me, but watch now I'm a million dollar kid (Slatt)
If you look at me sour, bro gon hit you with that sig

[Verse 1]
I lost Noah and I cried, but they ain't understand
Going through trials and tribulations becoming a man
My hoe secure when I'm on tour
She know I won't go fuck a fan
In Cali' with 200 bands
3 million dollars cash, I can count it in my hands
That hoe like 50 Cent, she done fucked on many men
To keep it real with you I love her
But her friends I can't stand
He want beef we can cook it, bet we put him in a can

[Chorus]
I'm like Shaq with the Lakers
They can't stop me at the rim
They hate on me, but watch now I'm a million dollar kid (Slatt)
If you look at me sour, bro gon hit you with that sig
We smoked GMK like a cig
Tell ATK that's for 6
JOG flaming shit
Feel like Soulja Boy in '06
From the other side of the line
Vlad' Putin, I send a blitz
My young n***as catch hats for breakfast
Yes, they with the shits
Take a jet to Boston, me and Gucci with your bitch
Tripping over these Lanvins, them fat ass designer kicks
I'm off X like Ken Carson, but I don't wear ricks
Tell your momma that you love her, she gon miss you if you snitch
Stay on this side, you good fall deceased if you switch (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Even though I'm big I bought a mac through my Zelle
Took a picture on the block they think I'm back in the field
Me and Jayden picked em off, because we black in the field
Banana clip on the K, it came stock, you get peeled
I came up from selling rocks, my BM say I'm too real
Like Fortnite he got knocked
His homie popped like a pill
Spin so much you would've thought I had a 360 deal

[Chorus]
I'm like Shaq with the Lakers
They can't stop me at the rim
They hate on me, but watch now I'm a million dollar kid (Slatt)
If you look at me sour, bro gon hit you with that sig
We smoked GMK like a cig
Tell ATK that's for 6
JOG flaming shit
Feel like Soulja Boy in '06
From the other side of the line
Vlad' Putin, I send a blitz
My young n***as catch hats for breakfast
Yes, they with the shits
Take a jet to Boston, me and Gucci with your bitch
Tripping over these Lanvins, them fat ass designer kicks
I'm off X like Ken Carson, but I don't wear ricks
Tell your momma that you love her, she gon miss you if you snitch
Stay on this side, you good fall deceased if you switch

[Outro]
I'm like Shaq with the Lakers
They can't stop me at the rim
They hate on me, but watch now I'm a million dollar kid (Slatt)
If you look at me sour, bro gon hit you with that sig