5 Million Intro

Hah, hah

It's Wizop, Metro, Metro

It's Gucci, yeah

Southside (hah, sizzle)

Metro Boomin' want some more nigga

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day

All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way

Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way

And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way

Took my shirt off in the vert 'cause the shirt in the way

If these hoes ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' then they just in the way

All these diamonds on my fist I'm feelin' some type of way

If that bitch ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way

I'm Gucci Mane La Flare I make five million a day (well damn, five million a day?)

Gucci Mane La Flare I make five Million a day

I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I make five million a day

Hol' up, let me clarify I made five million today

Nigga lookin' at my watch they feelin' some type of way

But these niggas ain't get money man they just in the way

You got a hater mentality it's hard to relate

Hol' up, let me clarify twenty mil' out the gate

Ten million dollar mansion, Gucci Mane Estate

With an all gold Roll' that match the fork and the plate

My album dropped September but I'm booked up to May

These bitches sayin' that I'm gross 'cause I skeet in they face

Why you bring your friend babe man, that bitch in the way

Shit I'm tryna fuck both of y'all, I don't like to play

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day

All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way

Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way

And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way

Took my shirt off in the vert 'cause the shirt in the way

If these hoes ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' then they just in the way

All these diamonds on my fist I'm feelin' some type of way

If that bitch ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way

I'm Gucci Mane La Flare I make five million a day (well damn, five million a day?)

Gucci Mane La Flare I make five Million a day

I'm Gucci pretty please take your foot off these

Nigga neck and let 'em breathe but I just can't be

I'm too rich too give a shit 'bout anyone but me

And who gettin' cheese with me 'cause that's all I see

Metro on the beat Gucci Mane got a fleet

Orange Vert black rims trick-or-treat on the streets

They sent me five million dollars, I hadn't been out a week

And I got five million niggas playa hatin' on me

Ask all the bloggers, 'cause they love to write 'bout me

Then ask the mobsters, they never sold that white like me

Ask all the boppers, them bitches love to fight 'bout me

Then ask the robbers, nobody's jewelry bright like me

Guwop's a problem, nobody talks the talk like me

Guwop's a cook man, nobody holds a fork like me

These niggas liars, no money in the vault like me

I'm a supplier, nobody stops the drought like me

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day

All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way

Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way

And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way

Took my shirt off in the vert 'cause the shirt in the way

If these hoes ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' then they just in the way

All these diamonds on my fist I'm feelin' some type of way

If that bitch ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way

I'm Gucci Mane La Flare I make five million a day (well damn, five million a day?)

Gucci Mane La Flare I make five Million a day

Metro Boomin' want some more nigga

This the intro, Metro, Gucc-o, wop, wop