$100,000

All i ever wanted was 100 thousand dollars
Since i graduated college
I been fucking up the commas
No apology for rockin'
I'm not sorry man i promise
I been training like i'm Thomas
But regardless, I'ma spit til I'm unconscious
She give me brain like knowledge
Smokin' on a pair of trees no partridge
Dead vape no cartridge
But if you want the smoke I'ma go hard bitch
I'ma go hard bitch
I'ma go dumb bitch
I'ma get dumb rich
I ain't even done bitch
If you hear this before the fame
Remember the fucking name
We run the game
It's Mikey B and Mikey fuckin' Flame
Swing and a miss that's a strike
We are not alike
It's Mike
Yo bitch ride me like a bike
Kickstand man I'll fucking take your chicks man
She sent me pics man
Every fucking weekend

Yeah she sent that picture
And I went and tagged her sister
Yeah I don't call her misses but you know she call me mister
And she playin' with my lizard
Told her cut it like some scissors
Got the touch in all my fingers
Yeah I do it like a wizard
Like I'm Harry
Mikey B is Ronny
We got moves karate
We like Jeff and Matthew Hardy
I'm your papi you my mami
She said "bravo" like I'm Johnny
Got me feeling like I'm Gotti
Had to tell her go and meet me in the lobby of the hotel
Never no motel
Catch it Odell
Don't care bout your toe nails
Care bout your body and your face
Can't no body take your place
I won't start shit but I'll finish it if you hop in our race
$100,000 then I wanna turn it to a milly
Pure imagination got me dancing singing like I'm Willy
Scared money don't make money
Gotta put cheese at steak like Philly
This green make me feel silly
Turn a hunnid to a milly then a billy



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Writer(s): Michael Bittner
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