Skeme - Millions lyrics

[Hook:] 9mm lick a shot to leave a hole Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know Pull a bad b**h 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 Stepped in this b**h like I'm supposed to Outfit match whips like I meant to do it Heard your sh**, just drive my n***a Earring so big can't listen to it And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup So I'mma act all poet I mix this fluid A real n***a really don't rock with y'all It take a real down n***a like us to do it See I done kept it G from the flow-up Stayed on the bread like cold cuts Money never ditched paid attention like donuts So I'm in the fast lane I don't wish to hold up n***a Been with the business from the go young n***a Now I'm in the Guinea with the doors up n***a I like talk about cash I don't talk too fast, y'all just listen too slow young n***a like [Hook] I don't want to leave the wrong impression Set work out now I'm flexin I get the kind of paper that'll stand out So now me and broke n***as ain't messin, word Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money n***a Try to play me I bought mine I'm gunnin Ate my plate had seconds and sh** and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry I stayed on the grind and the green came S.O.X. n***a we the green gang 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 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 [Hook] Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut Champagne cold and the Rolex gold Got the wrist of a God n***a link me up Gettin head out a b**h tell her pick me up First cla** in the clouds Scotty beam me up Hollerin I'll be the pimp, got drank in my cup And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up [Hook]