Multi Millionaire Laflare - Gucci Mane

I’m a Multi Millionaire

Multi Millionaire La Flare ni**a

It’s Gucci, It’s Wizzop

BRR BRR, catch up, go, go, go

(Verse 1)

I’m smiling like the Joker

All these choker chains keep choking me

Trying to keep the poker face

My extended clip keep poking me

All these tinted chains and bracelets

Look like diamonds crawling on me

Haters keep provoking me, bi**hes keep on calling on me

F**k the beef bring me the cheese, ain’t no rapper hot as me

F**k yo plug come shop with me, can’t nobody f**k with me

All the lean I serve is clean, bought a new rerock machine

This s**t come from Medellín you can step on it again

Naked hoes in front of me, nasty as I wanna be

That boy is so wanna be, Gucci its just one of me

My shoes never fit your feet, you ain’t cut from the same cloth as me

Bring my Rolexs to me, and take these handcuffs off of me

(Chorus)

All my friends are millionaires, I hangout with millionaires

Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare

My lil chick a millionaire, my home boys are millionaires

Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare

I done pushed a million bales, I done served a million squares

Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare

Colder than a fridge done kicked it with a lot of players

(Verse 2)

Call me Gucci got them gasbags, f**k a ni**a hashtag

Mister mister Trap God, cash in the trash bag

Rolled a pound bag, two stacks, call me daddy fat sax

Bombs over Baghdad rappers in a knapsack

Tryna lock the whole trap

Damn I miss my old trap

Damn I miss my old trap

Damn I miss my old trap

Boulder Crest Atlanta, East Atlanta 6

Wrist so rocky got ya bi**h jockey asap

Every ni**a tote a yoppa ni**a we a K camp

Undisputed heavy weight champion I’m a state champ

I’mma make her panties get damp, they got stay damp

Riding with the lady and the tramp

Man my plug off the ramp, get got them hands with the stamp

He a millionaire

(Repeat Chorus)