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Mr. 500,000 (feat. Saul Kewl) Video (MV)






James Gameboy - Mr. 500,000 (feat. Saul Kewl) Lyrics




I'm on a slick mix
I'm in a velvet jacket
I'm Mr. 500,000
I'm on bite night
I'm in a trading card game
I'm Mr. 500,000

I'm Mr. Half-a-milly
I'm Mr. 500k
Speak willy nilly on tracks
Please stay out my way
This jacket from Wilson's
Ball everyday like Wilson
My rap's hot Rachel Bilson
Go from half a mil to a bil, son
Billionaires
I'm talking Paul Giamatti in Billions
Getting freaky with my lyrics
You're gonna need some penicillins
Cause my flow's so sick
Lyrically I'm out here flexin
I pull up with that stick
And give you all a staff infection
My intentions ain't secret
My motives ain't classified
I'm so high got chicken eyes
Cause they Kentucky fried
Kick rhymes like Jackie Chan
Twist limes in my Pepsi can
Plus dump in some rum
I'm a drunken master with a sexy tan
I'm tall dark and handsome
This Saul and Vic tandem
Finna create a new fandom
We charismatic like Charles Manson
This the legend of James Gameboy
Lifting off with Eskay
A couple a starboys spending the weekend on your moon base

I'm in a moon base
I'm on a dream vacation
I'm Mr. 500,000
I'm in a book club
I'm on A Scanner Darkly
I'm Mr. 500,000

Half way to a million
Trappin out the halfway house
If motherf*ckers don't feel me
They can shut they f*ckin mouths
When I pull up to the spot
You know I shut it down
Me and JGB got that Monster Magnet type a sound
Sound like Josh Homme if he had a hip hop homie
Rap for free like a commie
No need for leaks James Comey
Ain't gotta speak about what me and Vic be doin
We in the lab straight up hit brewin
When we hit brewin we end shit like Matt Hunwick
Get done quick, bra
Up here I f*ckin run shit
Running back I'm Curtis Martin fartin past the pile on
Sparkin up a blunt to help me get my writin on
I want what Kyrie be on
Talkin bout the earth flat
Words spat into the mic
Don't act like you ain't heard that
I'm not absurd fat
I'm just a little hefty
Big boy lookin goofy
An outcast skatin lefty

I'm on a sick trick
I'm in a skateboard haven
I'm Andre 500,000
I'm on a hit show
I'm in negotiations
I'm Mr. 500,000
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I'm on a slick mix
I'm in a velvet jacket
I'm Mr. 500,000
I'm on bite night
I'm in a trading card game
I'm Mr. 500,000

I'm Mr. Half-a-milly
I'm Mr. 500k
Speak willy nilly on tracks
Please stay out my way
This jacket from Wilson's
Ball everyday like Wilson
My rap's hot Rachel Bilson
Go from half a mil to a bil, son
Billionaires
I'm talking Paul Giamatti in Billions
Getting freaky with my lyrics
You're gonna need some penicillins
Cause my flow's so sick
Lyrically I'm out here flexin
I pull up with that stick
And give you all a staff infection
My intentions ain't secret
My motives ain't classified
I'm so high got chicken eyes
Cause they Kentucky fried
Kick rhymes like Jackie Chan
Twist limes in my Pepsi can
Plus dump in some rum
I'm a drunken master with a sexy tan
I'm tall dark and handsome
This Saul and Vic tandem
Finna create a new fandom
We charismatic like Charles Manson
This the legend of James Gameboy
Lifting off with Eskay
A couple a starboys spending the weekend on your moon base

I'm in a moon base
I'm on a dream vacation
I'm Mr. 500,000
I'm in a book club
I'm on A Scanner Darkly
I'm Mr. 500,000

Half way to a million
Trappin out the halfway house
If motherf*ckers don't feel me
They can shut they f*ckin mouths
When I pull up to the spot
You know I shut it down
Me and JGB got that Monster Magnet type a sound
Sound like Josh Homme if he had a hip hop homie
Rap for free like a commie
No need for leaks James Comey
Ain't gotta speak about what me and Vic be doin
We in the lab straight up hit brewin
When we hit brewin we end shit like Matt Hunwick
Get done quick, bra
Up here I f*ckin run shit
Running back I'm Curtis Martin fartin past the pile on
Sparkin up a blunt to help me get my writin on
I want what Kyrie be on
Talkin bout the earth flat
Words spat into the mic
Don't act like you ain't heard that
I'm not absurd fat
I'm just a little hefty
Big boy lookin goofy
An outcast skatin lefty

I'm on a sick trick
I'm in a skateboard haven
I'm Andre 500,000
I'm on a hit show
I'm in negotiations
I'm Mr. 500,000
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Writer: Frederick Welsch, Victor Krause
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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