Millionaire
I was born to be a survivor, and I put that on my mama
Got to grind to level up, and to always make a dollar
That's the motto if it can't flip, then Chapo got to dip
If she fucking for a dollar, she won't ever met the crib
I keep that deuce deuce close, it's gone dance up to your rib
If she a thotty I'm just trying to hit it don't post me in your close friends
Real nigga brought my bro's with me I don't do friends
Fucked Capital Grille up homie, they need to see ID
Double up my money now a bad bitch take a seat
Del Frisco's, rainy days, lamb chops we don't eat the same
I run it up
Got to get a million bucks, don't give no fucks
I was hanging with some niggas and they changed up
I was chilling and them bitches gave no brain up
Winter time, wanna see me in that Range truck
Moving wrong, nigga better switch yo lane up
Better watch your body, and play 'em close
Money do whatever, them the ones you call your bro's
See I got the keys, still I had to break the door
Spanish bitch she wit it, hit her with the vamanos
Columbian con blanco
Paper es muy largo
Homie he my vato
Bad bitch like she Mulatto
Better by the bottle
Legs like she a model
Skinny little nigga in that big body Tahoe
I call Ibb we got the Nina, he gone wet you like Katrina
Treat you niggas like a hoe, get you wet like Aquafina
I'm a millionaire but I ain't make a million yet
Got to grind go and get a million bucks
Cause I don't really give a fuck
I'm posted on Cashland, last day I need a k
If you wanna party, tell 'em niggas pop out any day
Always on a mission with my man Ibb he gone slide
Niggas they be barking out they face, they not outside
Always on a mission run it up, then I got to dip
Shawty on my dick, so I'm a fuck her cause I'm lit
I ain't tripping over shit
I'm a run it up and I'm a real nigga in this bitch
If you talking you get hit, I'm a millionaire
I was hanging with some niggas and they changed up
I was chilling and them bitches gave no brain up
Winter time, wanna see me in that Range truck
Moving wrong, nigga better switch yo lane up
Better watch your body, and play 'em close
Money do whatever, them the ones you call your bro's
See I got the keys, still I had to break the door
Spanish bitch she wit it, hit her with the vamanos
Columbian con blanco
Paper es muy largo
Homie he my vato
Bad bitch like she Mulatto
Better by the bottle
Legs like she a model
Skinny little nigga in that big body Tahoe
Got to grind to level up, and to always make a dollar
That's the motto if it can't flip, then Chapo got to dip
If she fucking for a dollar, she won't ever met the crib
I keep that deuce deuce close, it's gone dance up to your rib
If she a thotty I'm just trying to hit it don't post me in your close friends
Real nigga brought my bro's with me I don't do friends
Fucked Capital Grille up homie, they need to see ID
Double up my money now a bad bitch take a seat
Del Frisco's, rainy days, lamb chops we don't eat the same
I run it up
Got to get a million bucks, don't give no fucks
I was hanging with some niggas and they changed up
I was chilling and them bitches gave no brain up
Winter time, wanna see me in that Range truck
Moving wrong, nigga better switch yo lane up
Better watch your body, and play 'em close
Money do whatever, them the ones you call your bro's
See I got the keys, still I had to break the door
Spanish bitch she wit it, hit her with the vamanos
Columbian con blanco
Paper es muy largo
Homie he my vato
Bad bitch like she Mulatto
Better by the bottle
Legs like she a model
Skinny little nigga in that big body Tahoe
I call Ibb we got the Nina, he gone wet you like Katrina
Treat you niggas like a hoe, get you wet like Aquafina
I'm a millionaire but I ain't make a million yet
Got to grind go and get a million bucks
Cause I don't really give a fuck
I'm posted on Cashland, last day I need a k
If you wanna party, tell 'em niggas pop out any day
Always on a mission with my man Ibb he gone slide
Niggas they be barking out they face, they not outside
Always on a mission run it up, then I got to dip
Shawty on my dick, so I'm a fuck her cause I'm lit
I ain't tripping over shit
I'm a run it up and I'm a real nigga in this bitch
If you talking you get hit, I'm a millionaire
I was hanging with some niggas and they changed up
I was chilling and them bitches gave no brain up
Winter time, wanna see me in that Range truck
Moving wrong, nigga better switch yo lane up
Better watch your body, and play 'em close
Money do whatever, them the ones you call your bro's
See I got the keys, still I had to break the door
Spanish bitch she wit it, hit her with the vamanos
Columbian con blanco
Paper es muy largo
Homie he my vato
Bad bitch like she Mulatto
Better by the bottle
Legs like she a model
Skinny little nigga in that big body Tahoe
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Writer(s): Jacquan Taylor-merchant
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