Million Dollars Worth of Game (feat. 42 Dugg)

Ton' (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) Yeah Yeah Bitch who? Maybach truck and the coupe Only time I'm going back and forth is for the juice Feds still got me in court, shit crazy Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin' I'm famous but can't shit change me, nigga A million dollars worth of game, these niggas I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics Courtside watching the Hawks play the Pistons Okay, money on my nightstand, jewelry on my nightstand Aftermarket extendo, I pray it don't jam They say it's on sight, then I guess it's on sight then First couple of shows, the FN was my hype man (fire) Way before the PJ, I had a flight plan (plan) The GOAT with me, shake his hand, that's my right hand A hoe'll fuck yo' homeboy outta spite, man We had so much lean in store run out of Sprite, and Y'all don't get it (get it), A on my fitted (fitted) Pussy niggas sayin' a bunch of shit they ain't livin' (livin') Back on my pivot, kitchen water whippin' (whippin') All these turkeys bags, they thought it was Thanksgiving Don't make me pull out a million cash, I ain't trippin' Long ass nose on the sticks, got it pimpin' Let me see you shake it, one cheek at a time Double shot with the lime, yeah, your body different Bitch who? Maybach truck and the coupe Only time I'm going back and forth is for the juice Feds still got me in court, shit crazy Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin' I'm famous but can't shit change me, nigga A million dollars worth of game, these niggas I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics Courtside watching the Hawks play the Pistons Still remember Chief, he was three doors down I mean how? How you ain't last a year? Look at me now The reason why that bag in town, I got bricks No topside, everybody won't fit Forever outside, they won't let a nigga in Nigga, all my bitches gotta Benz, nigga If I can't fuck, don't text me You ain't gotta like but respect it That FN still my weapon Ayy, just step back, bitch, before I shoot Walk a nigga down without tyin' my shit Let him play crazy, he'll die in this bitch 4s over 5s, and 6s still over 9s R.I.P. to Rob, now I'm trippin' for the gas Rolls for the winter, then I'll prolly give it back Still can't believe a nigga made it off of rap Bitch who? Maybach truck and the coupe Only time I'm going back and forth is for the juice Feds still got me in court, shit crazy Only time I let a bitch record is when I'm writin' I'm famous but can't shit change me, nigga A million dollars worth of game, these niggas I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics Courtside watching the Hawks play the Pistons