Millions

Me and Wheezy, that's the wave Yeah Yeah Millions, put it in the casket and buried it Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal (I suppose it's a proposal) Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos Ayy, put the racks in the console (racks) Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios Pakistanian bitch wanna lay with me (ayy) I been in the trenches, slangin' since a nigga was three I've been on the road, on a plane, take a pic with me Bitch, I took a picture, try to frame me, try to riddle me (ha) Ayy, made a million bucks but I didn't touch the key Ayy, I done tore it up now shawty lovin' me (swear) Ayy, I done ran it up and now she fuck with me Now she wanna make a baby, now she wan' be stuck with me Nasty ass bitch (ha) Trippin' tryna kiss me, after suckin' niggas' dicks (ayy) I can't put no hickey on your titties or your lips (facts) Fuck it, where your head? I ain't even tryna hit (swear) All my cars fast, I ain't even try to dip (try) I ain't no Dorito type of nigga, I stack chips (racks) Ain't no p***y eatin' type of nigga, you ain't dip Bitch, your mamacita tryna fuck us off the rip Ten racks, hunnid racks Millions, put it in the casket and buried it Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal (I suppose it's a proposal) Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos (most these niggas, they some bozos) Ayy, put the racks in the console (racks) Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios (slime) Hunchback, Cadillac (slime) Dirty fat sacks, my bitch a brat (slime) I've been in the trenches, fuckin' that (slime) All the hood hoes need love, gotta give it back (slime) Yeah, pay the bitches homage (homage) All my niggas with me one hunnid (hunnid) All the opps die every summer (slatt) All the Glocks, give 'em to my mama (on God) All the Ks (yeah), at the hide' (brr) I'm a stunna, with the racks I'm a slimeball 'til I die (slime) All the freaky hoes come outside (all your hoes come) All the nasty bitches outside (yeah) You can't run, you can't even stay inside (you can't even stay inside) Get you killed, got a show in the Chi' (woo) Thumb through it fast, got this bitch sayin', "God", nigga Millions, put it in the casket and buried it Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians Ayy, I suppose it's a proposal (I suppose it's a proposal) Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos Ayy, put the racks in the console (racks) Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios Me and Wheezy, that's the wave --- Millions - Young Thug