Million (feat. Rae Stacks)

Yeah, yeah Look! Gold chains, I just need the Richard millie ah Money hungry I need me a couple millions Bad bitch looking like Christina Milian 4 door, in the summer take the ceiling off Oh wow, we lit, now Designer on, dripped down Foreign whip, I drift out with Too much sauce, I’m dripped out yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Too much, sauce I'm dripped out Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Some niggas like to flex in rolexes My niggas take they bread and invest it We've been keeping up with the game, staying consistent I've been doing good on my own don't need assistance The last 3 years of my life, a transition N-now the last 6 months of my life a damn mission Yeah, a damn mission A damn mission A damn mission A damn mission A damn mission Yuh Gold chains, I just need the richard millie ahh Money hungry I need me a couple millions Bad bitch looking like Christina Milian 4 door, in the summer take the ceiling off Oh wow, we lit, now Designer on, dripped down Foreign whip, I drift out with Too much sauce, I’m dripped out yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Too much, sauce I'm dripped, out Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Look Some niggas like to flex for the gram, But they be fronting tho We ain’t on the same typa time I’m in another zone Stunting with a rack, when that ain’t nothing to flex Word to the set, a rack don’t even cover the rent I want that self made lifestyle Whole gang iced out Diamonds on me dancing they be shining with the lights out Yeah swear all I got is money on my mind now See me making moves now these niggas on my line now Yeah Money on my mind now See me making moves now these niggas on my line now Yeah, niggas on my lines now See me making moves now these niggas on my yeah Gold chains, I just need the richard millie ahh Money hungry I need me a couple millions Bad bitch looking like Christina Milian 4 door, in the summer take the ceiling off Oh wow, we lit, now Designer on, dripped down Foreign whip, I drift out with Too much sauce, I’m dripped out yeah yeah