Millions ft. Doce Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah

Yeah, uhh

I just want the millions

And my money green just like chameleons

And the inside of my whip is always premium

And I'm smoking on that gas ain't talking helium

If they talking all that smack then I ain't feeling them yeah

I just hit the lab, I got some new shit

I don't think I'd make it anywhere without the music

Even if I'm wasting time, I know I gotta do this

The second that they try to change me up

I gotta move it, yeah

I know I gotta chill, don't kill my vibe

When it's me you fucking with

Just let me know if you gon' ride

Please don't sugarcoat it

Just tell me the truth and fuck the lies

Live or die, I can tell the second I look in your eyes

If you think about fucking with me

I can tell you, you gon' die

They won't get the better of me

They gon' try but lose their life

I'm coming out with a sawed off

Spilling your guts like it's raw dog

Then get to stepping like crosswalks

I said not to try me that's your loss

How many diamonds I got

Surrounding my neck

Yeah I'll pay you to count

The number of diamonds it is if you countin' them right

That'll be what I make the amount

I gotta meet with my bank

In an hour to speak on the money in all my accounts

Yeah it's coming in by the truckload

But I'm spending it quick cause I'm cutthroat, yeah

Ohh, yeah

We just want the

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, we just want the

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We just copping millions

All our money green like chameleons

And the inside of the whips, they stay drip premium

Plus we smoking on that gas, ain't talking helium

If they talking all that smack, then we ain't feeling em nah

We just left the lab, we did another one

Niggas popping all that shit, acting like bubblegum

And I'm fucking on your bitch, glazing her honey buns

She giving up the yummy yum

I'm raising your fucking son now

Don't tell us to chill, no we don't play

Hope you ready, if you fuck with us

You gonna die today

Think we lackin' nah you tripping

Boy you fucking with EK

And Doce

Tell your family bye

You lost your life today

Holy shit

Bitch you talking and you sounding like the pigs

Gotta split

Switch my lane, I hit the turn and then I drift

Check my wrist

All my diamonds new

Bitch don't catch a clip

At the Ritz

Groupies jumping up

Showing off their tits

Bitch we lit

All the shit we do

Got us growing quick

Plus we dripped

All our money blue

Spent it cause we rich

This a hit

EK threw it up

I took the assist

Can't resist

Syrup in my cup

Let me take a sip

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, uhh

I just want the millions

And my money green just like chameleons

And the inside of my whip is always premium

And I'm smoking on that gas, ain't talking helium

If they talking all that smack then I ain't feeling em' yeah

Ohh

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We just want the

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

We just want the

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We just want the

Yeah, yeah

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We just want the

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We just want the