Millions

[Refrain: Jay Ughh] Ay This that shit that you can twist up you can ride to Yeah this that shit that you can smoke or you can vibe to Yeah this that shit that'll get you focused on your grind So put that ho shit to the side and let's go get these millions, Mayne Ay This that shit that you can twist up you can ride to Yeah this that shit that you can smoke and you can vibe to Ay this that shit that'll get you focused on your grind So put that ho shit to the side and lets go get these millions, my nigga [Verse 1: Jay Ughh] Lately I done had a lot of shit on my mind (shit on my mind shit on my mind) All this negativity, make me wanna act crazy and unload a clip on em mayne I know everybody that I know feelin my pain (feelin my pain feelin my pain) So I hop in the whip, and dip, smoke a stick While I try to get a motherfucking grip on things Daddy died at 26 he gonna crip on mayne Im 25 trying to figure out how the fuck i am About to get to the spot where i should be at But a bunch of bullshit keep holding me back (holding me back keep holding me back) Used to be up in the club like 'where da hoes be at' Now im in the studio like 'where that dough be at' Im trying to make it to the top where HOV be at Yeah nigga you know H to the izzle Ballin so hard, Money fallin to the flizzo A mansion by the ocean with a lake full of shizzle And it all started with a nigga and a pencil Nigga like spit wit a sick instrumental (sick instrumental sick instrumental) But im feeling like i got shit to show Plus niggas ain't tryin to pay shit for shows Finna throw away they soul for some brand new clothes And a big bank roll and a brand new rolls royce Life deep make a choice, life hella deep nigga make a choice (make a choice make a choice) [Verse 2: Alexander Spit] Parallel parking along the beach Im finna be out of reach Its mid december and im on the beach Still a thousand degrees Under them new castles and sand castles, i found my keys Wait for me down at the dock when im out at sea just lounging free Or back in the green room, eating the heart out, the way that i eat shrooms The basement i treat like a stadium status, the attic above is the full moon If im on at midnight, its high noon Your daughters and wives gonna die swoon If im on at midnight, its high noon The haters are they gonna die soon? But My blunt bloom with the cache off They like a money trader in that pasta mart I mean they carbonara in the heart of Martha With a snake charmer that got life throbbin Im mobbin from vegas but the car broke down in laughlin Then I took to the camera grinnin, Gettin lost is no problem And im up in the building down by the lobby Trying to keep it Godly (peace) When it all sounds copied Im punchin the radio, I'll keep it fonzie (cool) But im just that gone, so hippie Keeping my chick at times so tipsy We lurking your party but we just be walking around it uncousciousnissly And I like my fiction the way that I like my orange juice with pulp With my girl in the backseat moving her feet like they were Uma's toes And my buddah belly grows everytime I do these shows And every sidelining hater I pass with cruise control [Refrain: Jay Ughh] This that shit that you can twist up you can ride to Yeah this that shit that you can smoke or you can vibe to Yeah this that shit that'll get you focused on your grind So put that ho shit to the side and lets go get these millions, mayne Ay This that shit that you can twist up you can ride to Yeah this that shit that you can smoke and you can vibe to Ay this that shit that get you focused on your grind So put that ho shit to the side and lets go get these millions, my nigga