Millions

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 (Bitch)

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 pussy 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

Ayy, put the racks in the console (Racks)

Ayy, blowin' O's just like Cheerios (Slime)

Hunchback, Cadillac (Slime)

Daddy Fat Sax

My bitch a brat (Slime)

I been in the trenches fuckin' nats (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 (Swear)

All the Glocks

Give 'em to my mama (On God)

All the K's (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 (Slime)