M's

[Verse 1] Mind on the millie, money to Monday Mosey around here acting monkey What you missing counting money I'm a mogul, V12 on my motor Round with molly, finna go pick up Mona She a model, if she wack She couldn't ride in none of my autos Different making model Import em, mount em up, mix and match My misses up, they both married I'm mingling, I'm mean Lots of money on me It's mandatory it's mineral For my mental was a misfit Now I'm a millionaire what a miracle Mob stop you the mumbling before I mug you, but not manually My mans and them'll come murk you, fuck you mean man Man power, marathons, run miles around you Marijuana blow clouds around you Buying mountains, building houses on them [Hook] Them M's, them M's All I want is them M's Them M's, them M's You can keep them other letters, just give me them M's The M's, the M's Couple hundred dem, them M's Juss give me the M's I'll be good with them [Verse 2] Ain't no method in my madness, talking moola I need more Ain't no mystery in my history, play with mine, you'll be in the morgue Hop up out that machine thing with that machete leave you messy Know you seen me in the magazine, but I'll leave that magazine empty Do it by myself man, I don't fuck with them may pops These niggas so questionable, I don't know though, they may pop More spots than the measles, my pockets got more lumps then the mumps More bucks than Milwaukee, even grind two hundred a month On my way to Minneapolis, Memphis after that, got a sack to get Fly to Miami, pick up some mail, down there they call me mail man Money morning hop on the Boeing Head it to the money, you know where I'm going Talking G got plenty of them, nigga selling p's trying to get an M [Hook]