Millions Every Month - Gucci Mane, V-Nasty

From the greater to the grave nigga

I’mma be a paid nigga

And I escalate with some thousand dollar shades nigga

Tattoos on my face, that’s why people think I’m crazy

But Gucci Mane really love all that shit that’s crazy

Hundred K a day shit

Hundred dollar blunt shit

You can’t fill my shoes unless you make millions every month bitch

Millions every month, bitch

Millions every month, bitch

You can’t fill my shoes unless you make millions every month bitch

I’m a hood bitch

Smoke that good shit

Got a main ho, Hollywood chick

Got a mansion up in the hills

Keep bringing hundreds, I keep counting all the bills

Ho what you talking?

Go put on them heels!

Go get that pussy why I try to get my deals

She always pimpin so bitch keep yo head down

All work no play, ho I’m in town!

I keep a hundred clips, with a hundred rounds

If you wanna stop me, bitch, you gotta knock me down

With my coke up, with that baking soda

Yeah I got my ho bitch, and she’s a goner

From the greater to the great nigga

I’mma be a paid nigga

And I escalate with some thousand dollar shades nigga

Tattoos on my face, that’s why people think I’m crazy

But Gucci Mane really love all that shit that’s crazy (?)

Hundred K a day shit

Hundred dollar blunt shit

You can’t fill my shoes unless you make millions every month bitch

Millions every month, bitch

Millions every month, bitch

You can’t fill my shoes unless you make millions every month bitch

Verse 2 — Gucci Mane:

Cold hearted like a mother fucking cobra

I ain’t feeling stopped till I get money like Oprah

Brick squad like a nigga froze up utopia

Niggas ain’t eatin' like the kids in Ethipoia

Though you wanna get me and my money be provoking ya

Time to change your mind, and make your job as boob of Tokyo

Sucka tell no lies and he be growin' like Pinnochio

Still screaming peoples and my nigga free Papa Joe

Hotter than a hula dancer, colder than an eskimo

If you think you’re testin' me, you better eat the both of us

Grab you by by your collar, but I hang you by your testicles

Snitchin' ass nigga know the police was protecting you

From the greater to the great nigga

I’mma be a paid nigga

And I escalate with some thousand dollar shades nigga

Tattoos on my face, that’s why people think I’m crazy

But Gucci Mane really love all that shit that’s crazy (?)

Hundred K a day shit

Hundred dollar blunt shit

You can’t fill my shoes unless you make millions every month bitch

Millions every month, bitch

Millions every month, bitch

You can’t fill my shoes unless you make millions every month bitch