5 Million Intro - Gucci Mane

Huh, huh, it’s Wizzop

It’s Metro, Metro, huh

It’s Gucci, yeah

Southside

Huh, sizzle

Metro Boomin' want some more nigga

I’m just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day

All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way

Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way

And if you ain’t gettin' no money then you just in the way

Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way

If these hoes ain’t talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way

All these diamonds on my fist, I’m feelin' some type of way

If that bitch ain’t gettin' no money then that bitch in the way

I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?)

Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop)

I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 million a day

Hol' up, let me clarify, I made 5 million today

Niggas lookin' at my watch, they feelin' some type of way

But these niggas ain’t get money, man they just in the way

You got a hater mentality, it’s hard to relate

Hol' up, let me clarify 20 mil out the gate

$ 10,000,000 mansion Gucci Mane Estate

With an all-gold Rollie, match the fork and the plate

My album dropped September but I’m booked up to May

These bitches sayin' that I’m gross 'cause I skeet in they face

Why you bring your friend, babe?

Man, that bitch in the way

Shit, I’m tryna fuck both of y’all, I don’t like to play (Wop)

I’m just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day

All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way

Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way

And if you ain’t gettin' no money then you just in the way

Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way

If these hoes ain’t talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way

All these diamonds on my fist, I’m feelin' some type of way

If that bitch ain’t gettin' no money then that bitch in the way

I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?)

Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop)

I’m Gucci, pretty please, take your foot off these

Niggas neck let em' breathe but I just can’t be

I’m too rich to give a shit 'bout anyone but me

And who gettin' cheese with me cuz that’s all I see

Metro on the beat Gucci Mane got a fleet

Orange 'vert, black rims, trick-or-treat on the streets

They sent me 5 Million dollars I hadn’t been out a week

And I got 5 Million niggas playa hatin' on me

Ask all the bloggers, 'cause they love to write 'bout me

Then ask the mobsters, they never sold that white like me

Ask all the boppers, them bitches like to fight 'bout me

Then ask the robbers, nobody’s jewelry bright like me

Guwop’s a problem, nobody talks the talk like me

Guwop’s a cook man, nobody holds a fork like me

These niggas liars, no money in the vault like me

I’m a supplier, nobody stops the drought like me

I’m just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day

All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way

Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way

And if you ain’t gettin' no money then you just in the way

Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way

If these hoes ain’t talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way

All these diamonds on my fist, I’m feelin' some type of way

If that bitch ain’t gettin' no money then that bitch in the way

I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?)

Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop)

Metro Boomin' want some more nigga

This the intro, Metro, Guccio, Wop, Wop!