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