Millions (feat. Veeze & LUCKI)

We was raised to be-, we was raised to believe one was the first number (M.O.B. Waddup) But million is the first number (man) That's where I'ma start counting from (man) You earn your money, I burn mine My Backwood smell like burnt opps You better come ready, we bangin' it out Just told her my name, she sayin' it loud I cover my pain with syrup lines So high, my view bird-eye I told her I'm rich, she heard me now I never got A's, I'm nerdy now All these drugs, they make my heart beat fast, I'm damn near carried out All these sons, I must got baby mamas that I ain't heard about Got white boys like Robin Thicke, nigga, we servin' blurred lines Nigga, don't call my phone for shit, got no work, I served mine I can't even hide the blick, bitch too big, my pants tight Give me the pint, I'm pourin' it dark, shit look just like midnight Me and Veeze in a GLS, we gon' drive that bitch like a Track' I fucked her one time, she keep callin' my phone, come get your ho, she a pistol Got a Steph Curry on my chest, this a 30-piece, lil' nigga, that's no Jeff When the messages end, you get up and grind every day, nigga, ain't no rest Give 'em faceshots, ain't no vest Sellin' dog, I ain't mate no pits I got the money, but don't got the time, this shit don't make no sense We keep matchin' line after line, we could've paid your rent Come through tryna tax us like we lame, we gotta take that shit Go to war anywhere, nigga, take your pick Bump stock on the chop make the Draco spit Coach Bando, I really can call the plays, send my lil' niggas to blitz Fuck all the fame, I really don't care 'bout a name, I really just wanna be rich Me and Sauce in an SVR, we'll treat this bitch like a 'Cat Me and Sauce just matched a four, we gon' play like it's Act' I hate a bitch that call my phone whenever I post some racks Pint of Trish smell like Patrón, but Hi-Tech comin' back I don't wanna do no raps, I could've sworn you paid to act Made her take me back, do her dirty, fade to black I don't wanna do no raps, I could've sworn you paid to act Made her take me back, do her dirty, fade to black I want some more money, fuck the summer up They cute, but they can't come with us In a two-door 'Cat, not a runner-up I'll trust her far as I can throw her if I'm dumb enough Still woke, depend on what I'm pourin', then I'm showin' up It's really simple I used to be a robber, I could've got it from my mama At odds with myself, but my ho think she the problem Demon child under my belt, broke her down, she need God I be thinkin' 'bout seein' tomorrow, I feel too damn high this time Chantelle said I'm lyin', but lil' Casey know I'm tryin' Najee callin' my phone, but I'm in the zoo, mixed with lions Now that I showed her weakness, I can't help it but mistreat her I just want a slut for now, but lil' Destiny a keeper I been shoppin' in my Chrome glasses tryna fuck a teacher A few thousand people sold out, next year, an arena Me and Sauce in an SVR, we'll treat this bitch like a 'Cat Me and Sauce just matched a four, we gon' play like it's Act'