Milli - feat. Flip Dinero
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
No more job
No more drama
Not right now
I'm a stunner
I got yachts, you got nada
I'm a boss, you just wanna
I go hard, I'm a star
I got bars, Willy Wonka
I go cray, I go dumb
B-b-be like give me some
Peppermint, on her tongue
When she hungry hit me up
She was born in Puerto Rico
But her mother's from Brazil
Ass is thicker than a hippo
And she pop it for the bills
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini 'cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
I just want to make a million
With a Lambo in the front
Chilling with a bad, bad
She love money and she say she love the way it
She know I'm mad rich with a couple hunnids
So she know she 'bout to have some fun
Living so lavish with a milli on me
And I want another million
She know I play this game
Diamonds on me they ain't the same
Love when I f-, she say my name
Love when I f-, I can't complain
Yeah, spend couple milli
I'm in the lambo you know I get busy
If she a model you know that she with me
Know I get money I just want a milli
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini 'cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Bought a house, bought a coupe
Rather die, than be you
Always lit, atmosphere
On my wrist, chandelier
Feeling blessed, feel like I'm holy
Eating my greens, fresh guacamole
Feeling depressed, bought me a rolly
Pockets are stuffed with the bills, ravioli
Stealing your girl is too easy for me
So I'd rather just leave her with you
Started from nothing, now I got money for days
That's what a milli can do
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini 'cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
No more job
No more drama
Not right now
I'm a stunner
I got yachts, you got nada
I'm a boss, you just wanna
I go hard, I'm a star
I got bars, Willy Wonka
I go cray, I go dumb
B-b-be like give me some
Peppermint, on her tongue
When she hungry hit me up
She was born in Puerto Rico
But her mother's from Brazil
Ass is thicker than a hippo
And she pop it for the bills
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini 'cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
I just want to make a million
With a Lambo in the front
Chilling with a bad, bad
She love money and she say she love the way it
She know I'm mad rich with a couple hunnids
So she know she 'bout to have some fun
Living so lavish with a milli on me
And I want another million
She know I play this game
Diamonds on me they ain't the same
Love when I f-, she say my name
Love when I f-, I can't complain
Yeah, spend couple milli
I'm in the lambo you know I get busy
If she a model you know that she with me
Know I get money I just want a milli
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini 'cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Bought a house, bought a coupe
Rather die, than be you
Always lit, atmosphere
On my wrist, chandelier
Feeling blessed, feel like I'm holy
Eating my greens, fresh guacamole
Feeling depressed, bought me a rolly
Pockets are stuffed with the bills, ravioli
Stealing your girl is too easy for me
So I'd rather just leave her with you
Started from nothing, now I got money for days
That's what a milli can do
I just wanna make a couple million
Kick it with some models every day
Own a Lamborghini 'cause I'll need it
If I make a million
Milli, milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Milli, milli
If I make a milli
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher St. Victor, Alvaro Rodriguez, Leeraz Rousseau, Yarden Peleg
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