Million (Just Re'd Up 2)

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

She think I'm worth a million so her panties get to peelin'

I stop and get some condoms, so I won't have no children

Legs up in the back seat, booty in the back seat

The way a nigga ballin' you would think I was an athlete

Mustard in that Benzo, I'm up in that Porsche, though

Youse a bad bitch, why you actin' like a whore, though?

Lean by the quart load - 16 OZs

Mind on a million, bitch, fuck you call me?

All my homies bangers, pistols ain't no strangers

Pistols ain't no strangers, and pistols can't taint us

Ratchets in the lobby, that's my type of party

We buy or sell gangsters, my clique don't need nobody

Rich niggas eat out, pussy niggas Mia

Fuck it then I beast now, like peace out

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

I'm riding in that Porsche, mind on some money

Niggas act funny, start makin' money

Pussy make that label, all my niggas able

Pull lil' bro and some killers on the payroll

All my niggas a-holes, act like we don't give a fuck

I bet that shorty hit 'em up...

I had to switch it up, now I live it up

I live it Hollywood, we at my house thick as fuck

Pussy don't do shit for me, it's just a nut

No homo, I can do that with my hand, bitch, what?

Bitch I think I'm Tupac, bitch I think I'm Tupac

Niggas talk that shit 'til they get their ass popped

Mamas wanna fuck me, their daughters wanna fuck me

Thee bitches think I'm ratchet and the niggas say I'm lucky

More racks on, couple racks gone

Double racks gone, that's 20 racks gone

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

I be ridin'

My niggas we be ridin'

Our pitchers do the fighting

So you don't wanna rise, no

Our money gets on

Ciroc and Patron

Havin' bad bitches come up out they thongs

One rack gone, double racks gone

Couple racks gone, that's 20 racks gone

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit

Said I'm ridin' in that Porsche, mind on a million

My girlfriend trippin', so fuck how she feelin'

'Cause she don't wear no ring, so she don't mean shit

I got more money than her, so she don't mean shit