Millions

What you worth, nigga?
 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 nigga
 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 nigga really don't rock with y'all
 It take a real down nigga 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 nigga
 Been with the business from the goal young nigga
 Now I'm in the 'Ghini with the doors up nigga
 I like talk about cash, I don't talk too fast
 Y'all just listen too slow young nigga, 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 niggas ain't meshin', word
 Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money nigga
 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 nigga 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, nigga 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