Million Boys ft. Louie Ray

Money boy shit, and shit shit, the fucking take off, money shit

For real, big racks, niggas don't know nothing about no big stacks, big bag

Buss down with VVS to make his wrist dance, be honest with her, you can't ride inside the Lamb, You not a teen

First you get a couple CPNs and then you buy some land

Too much Dog shit, it started busting out the rubber band

Real trap nigga, dump the ashes on a Amiri Pants

I'm the type of nigga, slide the doors, hop out the minivan

Better use your sense, we dropping 50, killing many men

Lil' bro nem pop up out the shadows, blowing like a fan

Ain't made a dollar, that I aint like , like my friends be dead