skeme - millions lyrics
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
ridin’ with them choppas if it’s problems let me know
pull a bad b-tch 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 or more, million or more, million or morestepped in this b-tch like i’m supposed to
outfit match whips like i meant to do it
heard your sh-t, just drive my ngga
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 ngga really don’t rock with y’all
it take a real down ngga 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 ngga
been with the business from the goal young ngga
now i’m in the guinea with the doors up ngga
i like talk about cash i don’t talk too fast, y’all just listen too slow young ngga like
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
ridin’ with them choppas if it’s problems let me know
pull a bad b-tch 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 or more, million or more, million or morei don’t want to leave the wrong impression
set work out now i’m flexing
i get the kind of paper that’ll stand out
so now me and broke nggas ain’t messing (word)
hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money ngga
try to play me i bought mine i’m gunnin’
ate my plate had seconds and sh-t and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry
i stayed on the grind and the green came
sox ngga 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
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
ridin’ with them choppas if it’s problems let me know
pull a bad b-tch 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 or more, million or more, million or morey’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 ngga link me up
getting head out a b-tch tell her pick me up
first cl-ss 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
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
ridin’ with them choppas if it’s problems let me know
pull a bad b-tch 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 or more, million or more, million or more
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