Millions – Wiz Khalifa (feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie)
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[Wiz Khalifa:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Never gon’ fall on my job [?] go real real hard Never gon’ turn on my dogs Everything I do for me and my squad Shorty keep calling my phone Thinking I want her but we don’t get along Papers or out of a bong Everything I smoke real real strong I don’t get regular dome Come to my crib, that’s a real big home I don’t do nothing but cones Hit the weed once and you will get stoned I’m in the building, I’m with the millions More than a little bit I’m rolling more than a little bit bro
I did a real big show I made a lil bit of growth Young but I still get dough My niggas still kick doors Y’all niggas still rent yours My shit is all paid for Hop in the car, take off Get a new broad, smash off I just got all cash, dog I’m rich [?] a paycheck Came straight to the top from the basement My time is money, got ’em wasted I’m rolling weed up and she taste it You prolly end up where my place is Pulled up with a bag full of faces Full of faces Full of faces Now she look in amazement
Never gon’ fall on my job [?] go real real hard Never gon’ turn on my dogs Everything I do for me and my squad Shorty keep calling my phone Thinking I want her but we don’t get along Papers or out of a bong Everything I smoke real real strong I don’t get regular dome Come to my crib, that’s a real big home I don’t do nothing but cones Hit the weed once and you will get stoned I’m in the building, I’m with the millions More than a little bit I’m rolling more than a little bit bro
[A Boogie Wit da Hoodie:] Yeah, I know the Hills feel good But so what, I’m still real hood She told me the pill still good You don’t have to squeal, it feels good, yeah Adderall pills feel good, yeah I know they would kill for a bill, yeah Made a couple million off the deal, yeah But I’m still in my hood, yeah Drop top Coup in my hood, yeah I get money, I’m good, yeah I break hearts but I’m in love, yeah Superbad like McLovin I’m so good at switching subjects I count up and make ’em upset Purple [?] Purple drink, got syrup on deck Everything that I said, she probably don’t care I’m only thinking about you ’cause you’re not here And I came in a Lamborghini, it ain’t fair New jeans, probably got a hundred damn pairs Hoodie on, trust me it’s a nightmare Put a [?] on his ass ’cause I don’t fight fair Putting on my glove, feelin’ like Mike yeah
[Wiz Khalifa:] Never gon’ fall on my job [?] go real real hard Never gon’ turn on my dogs Everything I do for me and my squad Shorty keep calling my phone Thinking I want her but we don’t get along Papers or out of a bong Everything I smoke real real strong I don’t get regular dome Come to my crib, that’s a real big home I don’t do nothing but cones Hit the weed once and you will get stoned I’m in the building, I’m with the millions More than a little bit I’m rolling more than a little bit bro