Bout a Million
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[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got ’bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Look, run down (Run down), tag ’em (Tag ’em)
I give ’em twenty if he catch ’em (Catch ’em)
.44 (.44), blast him (Blast him)
Hit ’em up, then I’m dashin’ (Baow)
I’m poppin’ (Poppin’), I’m flashy (Flashy)
The bitches love me ’cause I’m catchy (Catchy)
Bad bitch (Bad bitch), sassy (Sassy)
She got that fire like a dragon (Dragon)
Look, big body, Wagon (Huh)
I remember I ain’t have it (Huh)
Twenty-one, I’m a savage (Huh)
I got twenty-one in the carats
Throwin’ bullets (Huh)
Throwin’ bullets like I’m Madden
Leave that nigga in a casket

[Chorus: Pop Smoke, 42 Dugg, Both]
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got ’bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got ’bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood

For all my niggas, for all my niggas baow

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Bitch, blitz, Crips, fast, drop, rest the blocks
We still steppin’, we still stretch shit
What’s on me? a FN, a FN, a F&N
Took my bitch up out the Taurus, put her in a Benz
That bitch there ain’t worth a quarter, I fuck with tens
Right after she said, “I couldn’t”, I fucked again
Earrings on me look like boogers, bitch, I’m worth some M’s

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
21, bang, do whatever for the gang (On God)
Nudy gon’ pop out with that stick and I know that he won’t say a name (Ssh)
Buddy got put in a box, he came to the wrong hood lookin’ for fame (Pussy)
Ain’t no secret, big 4L’s, them fuckboys know what I claim (Pussy)
Richard Mille, copped without a show-box (21)
Four-five, make you do the hold up (21)
Pop Smoke, gun smoke, same thang (Same thang)
I’m on the block slangin’ cold cuts (Cut)
Say you got a body, nigga, so what? (21)
Terrorize shit, we got a whole bunch (Bitch)
None of my opps ain’t on nothin’ (Pussy)
Broke ass bitches got one gun (21, 21)
She get so wet and slippery (Slippery)
She screamin’ and yellin’, “Put dick in me” (21)
Most of these jewelers is sick of me (21)
Savage spend money ridiculously (On God)
I ain’t with all of the bickery (Straight up)
They disappear, I know trickery (Straight up)
He made a diss and it tickle me (On God)
I don’t let bullshit get to me (21)
Switches on the Glocks, rest in piss to all my opps (21)
We treat beef like albums, nigga, all that shit get dropped (On God)
I ain’t got no brain, I spent your budget on my watch (Pussy, 21)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke & 21 Savage]
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got ’bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Made a quarter)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hood (On God)
The cheapest ring on my body cost a hundred (Yeah)
I got ’bout a million worth in jewels
Look, I made a quarter up in London (Yeah)
Then I bought twenty chops for the hoodPop Smoke enlists new collaborators 21 Savage and 42 Dugg for “Bout a Million,” a track in which the trio flaunt their expenses, listing their pricey jewels.An early version of the track originally leaked on June 29, 2020—which also revealed within the Pro Tools session that this track would be the last track Pop would make before his passing. The track would later make an official release through Pop’s second posthumous project FAITH.No, this track marks the first official collaboration between any of the artists.

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