MILLIONAIRE (feat. Lil Yachty, Camo!, Draft Day, Dc2trill)

Lyrics for MILLIONAIRE (feat. Lil Yachty, Camo!, Draft Day, Dc2trill)

You know, the average person will never have a million dollars of It in their bank account. The average person won't gross a million Dollars in their lifetime. Shit, the average family tree won't Gross a million dollars, sad to say. Thank God we're not average You niggas got no backbone Switchin' on your own clique, what is that? I been known to turn water into wine I'm the nigga pullin' rabbits out a hat I don't wanna hear it if it ain't facts Fine art on the wall, not plaques In the bathroom where you see stats 'Cause I'm the shit, baby girl, that's that Concrete top collection, I was in that section Used to not have bus fare, now my profession Made me a millionaire, it says no question Not many affiliates All these rappers think bite, y'all don't see it If you know, then you know, then so be it Big jet off that coast, no ID I just turned one bitch into three I just wanna be a millionaire I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas I just wanna be a millionaire (I just wanna be a millionaire) I just wanna be a millionaire (I just wanna be a millionaire) I just wanna be a millionaire with my Niggas (I just wanna be a millionaire) I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas, oh What would you do if you What would you do if you had it all? I'm the same if I didn't have it at all Step in my shoes, ain't no walk in the park With the same brothers I had from the start Better not freeze up if they pass you the ball Next to my dog, he ain't have to call Hope you don't think that you past us, dog Like seriously, who the fuck gassin' y'all? Still the same gang, get them M's on the plate Still stompin' shit, we just took a little break More niggas out of here, Cree Triple A Tell that bitch suck it, I go Triple H Money, now what? What the fuck did you say? One thing 'bout life, girl, this shit pay to play Cree came to, Cree came to, Cree came to play Ayy, I'ma stay solid, acceptin' my flaws Fall on my face, I'ma still stand tall Ain't never trippin', got the world in my palms Millions on the way, follow me and my dogs Cree five members all ready to ball Banned from banjo, I keep a cannon on y'all She want the money, let it shower and fall 'Cause the longer you wait, the more you'll stall Time wait for nobody, go give it all Reachin' new heights, I ain't scared to free fall Count on my brothers, they there on the call Fuck whoever doubtin', you can kiss on my balls Ready, set, go, I'm a P big as Paul Sippin' on somethin' with some syrup involved Screwed Up Clique, I'm on that Southside, dog With the same Cree members, okay Man, this shit goddamn fifty dollars a swallow I'm tellin' you, man, what you payin' for? Check in for my clique, got my dogs in here (Meow) G19s, but no laws in here (Meow) But ain't got no cash yet, shit, that's a knee slap You ain't got no hoes, you ain't gotta worry about the TF (Fuck) Good in your city, when I'm there, I don't use maps (Right) Mouth full of diamonds, I'm the Concrete General (Pussy) Me and Boldy drinkin' codeine, daily minerals (That's right) Tryna get some head, this shit turned into an interview This a juice cart, when we in it, only bang screw Pop up on the block, flex the rocks Then let Dame loose (Pop, pop, pop) Beast off the leash, and my partner, it came too If he ain't made it out yet, he still shoppin' at outlets (broke ass) Go against the gang, yeah, my clique, that's a strong bet (Facts) Gold medal top, Olympic ho, the best nig' Nostalgic ass nigga, volume two, this the best yet, pussy