Millions

What you worth, ****?

It's bigger than that

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole

Ridin' with them choppas, if it's problems let me know

Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door

'Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

Word, stepped in this bitch like I'm supposed to

Outfit match whips like I meant to do it (right)

Heard your shit, just drive my ****

Earring so big can't listen to it (huh?)

And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup

So I'ma act all poet I mix this fluid (oh)

A real **** really don't rock with y'all

It take a real down **** like us to do it

See I done kept it G from the flow-up (what?)

Stayed on the bread like cold cuts (what?)

Money never ditched paid attention like donuts

So I'm in the fast lane, I don't know what's the hold up ****

Been with the business from the goal young ****

Now I'm in the 'Ghini with the doors up ****

I like talk about cash, I don't talk too fast

Y'all just listen too slow young ****, like huh?

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole

Ridin' with them choppas, if it's problems let me know

Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door

'Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more, we are

Word, I don't want to leave the wrong impression (huh?)

Set work out now I'm flexing (work)

I get the kind of paper that'll stand out

So now me and broke **** ain't meshin', word

Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money ****

Try to play me, I bought mine, I'm gunnin'

Ate my plate had seconds and shit

And the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry (huh?)

I stayed on the grind and the green came (ooh)

SOX **** we the green gang (ooh)

Straight from the outer it's a team thing

So I told her I don't wanna hear that the team came, hey

I ain't got the time for it, bop, and her feelings

Got it on the floor, now we throw it at the ceiling (right)

Y'all don't take floor, act like y'all ain't even know

Got my dough on dough and I'm bout to go a million, word

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole

Ridin' with them choppas, if it's problems let me know

Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door

'Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more, we are

Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck

Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut (huh?)

Champagne cold and the Rolex gold

Got the wrist of a God, **** link me up

Getting head out a bitch, tell her pick me up (huh?)

First class in the clouds, Scotty beam me up (ooh)

Hollerin' I'll be the pimp, got drank in my cup

And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up, it's cray

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole

Ridin' with them choppas, if it's problems let me know

Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door

'Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more, we are