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Tory Lanez

"Millions"

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
This Phillipe on my wrist is a Patek
Diamonds drippin on me, b*tch, no counterfeit
All my hoes, they pay for me, them b*tches rich
Thirty on me, and you know I'm with the sh*t (ahh)
Pull a foreign, yeah, the sh*t lit
Got a forty on me, [?], I'm with the sh*t
[?] fifty, and I'm bout to f*ckin' bet
Forty Forty, and I'm bout to f*ckin' fish

[Verse 1: OuttaTown]
Diamonds dancin' on me, drippin' like some water
Pu-Pull up on a n*gga, serve you on the corner
My momma taught her son, how to whip the coca
If you from the hood you better keep that forty on ya
We don't be playin' that tough talk
We don't be playin' that tough talk
I'll put her in some red bottoms f*ck her once and forget about her
b*tches comin' to the loft with me, pop a pill, now she gettin' ready
pus*y drippin' all on a n*gga, got her legs up to the ceiling
We be countin' money all day, blowin' money and I'm still straight
Put a million in the safe today, all these n*ggas they really fake
I be gettin' money on the real, muf*cka I don't need a deal
I be quarterbackin' all the plays, got my hitters playin' on the field
Chinchilla all on my back, once I blow it, I ain't lookin' back
Tell Kalani bring the jewels out, Cuban links weighin down my neck
Paper cuts, thumbin' through the check
Heard these other rappers, they in debt
Eighty k for a new Patek, Day1, die for respect

[Refrain: Tory Lanez]
A million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
A million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
n*ggas struggle just to get a million, when ya get a million, man, you realize
Man, a million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
A million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
Man, I want the billions, I want the trillions
Look at me now, my b*tch is Sicilian, dawg

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
This Phillipe on my wrist is a Patek
Diamonds drippin on me, b*tch, no counterfeit
All my hoes, they pay for me, them b*tches rich
Thirty on me, and you know I'm with the sh*t (ahh)
Pull a foreign, yeah, the sh*t lit
Got a forty on me, [?], I'm with the sh*t
[?] fifty, and I'm bout to f*ckin' bet
Forty Forty, and I'm bout to f*ckin' fish

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
My wrist like Tina Turner, can't you see the burner
Cookin' in the kitchen, can't you see the turner
I saw that money talk, she say that she's a learner
That's why this [?] that I got on look like you seen a murder
I talked to that b*tch on the Wraith talk
I put that b*tch on that Wraith talk
Big ole money in the safe box
All these n*ggas sendin' straight shots

[Refrain: Tory Lanez]
A million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
A million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
n*ggas struggle just to get a million, when ya get a million, man, you realize
Man, a million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
A million ain't sh*t to a n*gga
Man, I want the billions, I want the trillions
Look at me now, my b*tch is Sicilian, dawg

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
This Phillipe on my wrist is a Patek
Diamonds drippin on me, b*tch, no counterfeit
All my hoes, they pay for me, them b*tches rich
Thirty on me, and you know I'm with the sh*t (ahh)
Pull a foreign, yeah, the sh*t lit
Got a forty on me, [?], I'm with the sh*t
[?] fifty, and I'm bout to f*ckin' bet
Forty Forty, and I'm bout to f*ckin' fish

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