Millions (feat. Doce) Video (MV)

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 f*cking with
Just let me know if you gon' ride
Please don't sugarcoat it
Just tell me the truth and f*ck the lies
Live or die, I can tell the second I look in your eyes
If you think about f*cking 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 f*cking on your bitch, glazing her honey buns
She giving up the yummy yum
I'm raising your f*cking son now
Don't tell us to chill, no we don't play
Hope you ready, if you f*ck with us
You gonna die today
Think we lackin' nah you tripping
Boy you f*cking 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
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We just want the
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We just want the
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We just want the
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We just want the