[Intro: Termanology]
Yeah, Trillstatik
Legendary, uh-huh
We just focusin' on them M's
'Ology, here we go!

[Verse 1: Termanology]
Uh, I'm focusing on them M's
Millions, Maybachs, mansions, Monster cans
Put this pen in my hand, I write monster jams
Still hit the block heavy with the contraband
Wave God, Silver Surfer, disrespect, I'll murk ya
This ill murder, turn your ass to a Trillburger
Pill server, diamond grill inserter
I'm Ike Turner with the burner, ready to turn up
Ghetto reporter, celebrity extorter
Dope boy supporter, we sеrve all the snorters
Immortal plus morе, hip-hop hit performer
I can still get you a brick sorted like Rich Porter
Hit corners in that brand new whip and pitch orders
Each fit they will carefully pick that drip water
We still baggin' up quarters with Latin extorters
We carryin' torches, extravagant bosses
Trillstatik number tres, I leave no trace
No face, no case, so stay in your place
Been poor, duckin' D's and them pigs
Now we tryna eave some M's and some B's to the kids
Let's go
[Chorus: Termanology]
(Let's go) We just focusin' on them M's
Got a stash in the bank and a stash in the crib
We just focusin' on them M's
Started with a G, worked my way to an M
We just focusin' on them M's
Dollars and them pounds and the euros and the yen
We just focusin' on them M's
Milli after milli, we gon' do it again

[Verse 2: Bun B]
Trillstatik 3 just like the first and the second one
We only get a day to get the whole fuckin' record done
Came over with a bulldozer to get the wreckin' done
I reckon you keep disrespecting, I'm getting my weapon, son
I don't wanna have to, cut your ass in half, dude
You know who you fuckin' with, man, I'm kinda like a bad dude
I can be mad rude or I can be polite with it
All depends on how I feel at the end of the night, get it?
To be honest, man, I'm a little bit preoccupied
Tryna get to levels that fuckin' with you cannot provide
I only came to hit a lick 'cause this is not the vibe
Soon as I get my hands on some paper, I'm 'bout to slide
Peace out to you, baby boy, and sayonara, bro
I'ma holla at you later, probably not tomorrow though
Got an appointment at the bank with the cash, yeah
We tryin' to get them M's kinda like we did last year (let's go)
[Chorus: Termanology]
(Let's go) We just focusin' on them M's
Got a stash in the bank and a stash in the crib
We just focusin' on them M's
Started with a G, worked my way to an M
We just focusin' on them M's
Dollars and them pounds and the euros and the yen
We just focusin' on them M's
Milli after milli, we gon' do it again

[Verse 3: Flee Lord]
It's a couple wide bodies and a Lamb in the front
Big beats on repeat, four grams in the blunt
No keys on my rings, had my hands in it once
Went from white to the mic, now it's a jam in a month
We still wearing masks and a barrel full of cash
You livin' for the moment, you could die in a flash
They fuckin' up the packages, the plans gettin' changed
We gon' stand in the rain 'til we land in the Range
This is Third Coast shit, whoa, birds don't sit
We gon' wrap 'em up in plastic, go and serve those quick, uh
Half for a verse, drag my fur through the snow
My leg bag full of freeze, now that's a purse full of blow, uh
Smile in my face, know they hatin' and seekin'
They wanna see me down bad, know they waitin' and peekin'
I'm never goin' quit, I got fire on the strip
Knowin' once they hear it's vibin', we some riders off the rip
[Chorus: Termanology]
(Let's go) We just focusin' on them M's
Got a stash in the bank and a stash in the crib
We just focusin' on them M's
Started with a G, worked my way to an M
We just focusin' on them M's
Dollars and them pounds and the euros and the yen
We just focusin' on them M's
Milli after milli, we gon' do it again