Millions on Millions - Soulja Boy, Jbar

Ball and grinde with some real ones

Grab my chopper, count up some milions

Everything designer, I just wanna kill m

Getting all this cash, counting up the millions

Milions on milions, milions on milions

Came up from the bottom, had nothing

Now I pull up in a Lambo, and I’m stuntin

I came up counting cash, yeah, I’m getting money

Pull up in an auti, yeah, I drive it

Then I hit brodies, feel them when I’m shopping

Bad bitch, she on me, yeah, you know she top me

Came up from the bottom, came up on the scene

Young nigga pull up, yeah, I’m sellin that lean

All the glory, you know I’m the king

Standing in the kitchin, trappin and survin everything

Fludded out my wrist, fludded out everything

When I killed every scene, put them choppers in my jeans

200,000 in cash, Lambo didgital dash

Getting to the money, pop a Perk and a Xan

They didn’t understand, I had a plan

Nigga, we made it, getting to them bands

Get to the guap, never ever stop

All my niggas hot, thugs on the block

Never will give up, working so hard

Ball and grinde with some real ones

Grab my chopper, count up some milions

Everything designer, I just wanna kill m

Getting all this cash, counting up the millions

Milions on milions, milions on milions

Getting right to the money, let’s get these hundreds

Always in something, tell you something

Ice cold, yeah my ice cold

Go back, no, got all these bad hoes

Running it up, never giving a fuck

Questioning if I love these hoes, no, fuck

Now I’m balling, living it up

Chacing that cheese, in love with that money

Lambo doors, still on that paper chace

No matter where I go, gotta get that paper

Ball and grinde with some real ones

Grab my chopper, count up some milions

Everything designer, I just wanna kill m

Getting all this cash, counting up the millions

Milions on milions, milions on milions