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Millions lyrics

Laylow

Ah until december boy I gotta make a milli

I start from that and then I make a billi

We started from scratch, taking over the city

Notorious thinking, do it BIG like biggie

Notorious thinking, do it BIG like biggie

Laylow

Okay we posted up at the corner

Everywhere we look like we owners

Yo girl got ass then we poke her

She chose me over you cuz I'm focus

The way yo boy doing donuts they trinna get me to bakers

The way a nikka be ballin they trinna get me to lakers

look, Chuck taylors with no socks my swag so mean

I'm a flly ass nikka like my ass got wings

Bitch I know you trinna be slick, look

Me and you can play cops and robbers the shot gun is my dick

Yea fo sho I killed that ace hood flow yo boy lizzy got good nikka

U still playing dice? u still playing craps? yall still in the hood nikka?

Well I'm counting stacks, stacks ,it feels good nikka

Bad bitches gimme head with the shades on cuz they say imma cool nikka

Future baller, always poppin my color,

Yall can talk, but talk is cheap I can buy that shit with a dolar

Actions speak louder than words so I'm noisy when I move

Don't trust no nikka I got one eye open when I snooze

Laylow

Ah until december boy I gotta make a milli

I start from that and then I make a billi

We started from scratch, taking over the city

Notorious thinking, do it BIG like biggie

Notorious thinking, do it BIG like biggie

Monitto

Jordans on my feet, no range yet

Blood of an apache, making it rain black

Money in my range, re-arrange my shot

Shoot to kill, another president get popped

Money is hot, i´m a seeking missile Deadly double, bullets and pistols

Cross our line and your family will miss you

Don’t sweat it cause ill send your momma a tissue

It´s all bout the benjies and my first name franklin

Milli in a year, lotta green, no grass

Screamin “money out ur ass” you deserve sum spankin

Big dreams, huge goals, how da fuck can we not score

Know the schems, learning more, wont settle for a small ball

Wont fool me with a stripper pole

Its stacks on stacks on stacks

Over these racks on racks on racks

These are facts on facts on facts

Im talking real money while you bringing broke back

Where my niggaz at

Y´all gotta bring the dough when a nigga rap

Dropping ill 16´s with no fucking act

And I only see queens, who the king of that

Pause when a nigga in, yall freeze

Muhfuka is an ice king

Money tall as fucking Yao Ming

With lizzy baby, Nah Mean

Going real crazy, over G´s

Shit international, overseas

Nigga we are mice, pass the cheese

We gon carry our city on the back, shit is real talk

Seen the money for far like a real hawk

Laylow

Ah until december boy I gotta make a milli

I start from that and then I make a billi

We started from scratch, taking over the city

Notorious thinking, do it BIG like biggie

Notorious thinking, do it BIG like biggie

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