Focused On The M's

[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