A Mili

Mack, I'm goin’ in

A millionaire, I'm a young money millionaire

Tougher than Nigerian hair

My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair

I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed

Through the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet

In my mind 'cause I don't write shit, 'cause I ain't got time

'Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar

And the all mighty power of that ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper

Sister, brother, son, daughter, father mothafuck a coppa

Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge pussy poppin'

Tell the coppers ha, ha, ha, ha, you can't catch 'em, you can't stop 'em

I go by them goon rules if you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em

You can't man 'em then you mop 'em,

You can't stand 'em then you drop 'em,

You pop 'em 'cause we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher (Ooh)

Motherfucker, I'm ill, yeah

A million here, a million there

Sicilian bitch with long hair

With coke in the derriere

Like smoking the thinnest air

I open the Lamborghini hopin' them crackers see me

Like look at that bastard weezy

He's a beast, he's a dog, he's a motherfucking problem

Okay, you're a goon but what's a goon to a goblin?

Nothing, nothing, you ain't scarin' nothing

On some faggot bullshit call him Dennis Rodman

Call me what you want, bitch, call me on my Sidekick

Never answer when it's private, damn I hate a shy bitch

Don't you hate a shy bitch?

Yeah, I ate a shy bitch

She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to My Bitch

Yeah, **** that's my bitch

So when she ask for the money

When you through don't be surprised, bitch

And it ain't trickin' if you got it

But you like a bitch with no ass, you ain't go shit

Motherfucker I'm ill, not sick

And I'm okay but my watch sick

Yeah my drop sick, yeah my glock sick

And my knot thick, I'm it

Motherfucker, I'm ill