5 Million Intro

[Intro] Huh, huh, it's Wizzop It's Metro, Metro, huh It's Gucci, yeah Southside Huh, sizzle Metro Boomin' want some more nigga [Chorus] I'm just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way If these hoes ain't talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way All these diamonds on my fist, I'm feelin' some type of way If that bitch ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?) Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop) [Verse 1] I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 million a day Hol' up, let me clarify, I made 5 million today Niggas lookin' at my watch, they feelin' some type of way But these niggas ain't get money, man they just in the way You got a hater mentality, it's hard to relate Hol' up, let me clarify 20 mil out the gate 10 million dollar mansion, Gucci Mane Estate With an all-gold Rollie, match the fork and the plate My album dropped September but I'm booked up to May These bitches sayin' that I'm gross 'cause I skeet in they face Why you bring your friend, babe? Man, that bitch in the way Shit, I'm tryna fuck both of y'all, I don't like to play (Wop) [Chorus] I'm just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way If these hoes ain't talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way All these diamonds on my fist, I'm feelin' some type of way If that bitch ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?) Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop) [Verse 2] I'm Gucci, pretty please, take your foot off these Niggas neck let 'em breathe but I just can't be I'm too rich to give a shit 'bout anyone but me And who gettin' cheese with me cuz that's all I see Metro on the beat Gucci Mane got a fleet Orange 'vert, black rims, trick-or-treat on the streets They sent me 5 Million dollars I hadn't been out a week And I got 5 Million niggas playa hatin' on me Ask all the bloggers, 'cause they love to write 'bout me Then ask the mobsters, they never sold that white like me Ask all the boppers, them bitches like to fight 'bout me Then ask the robbers, nobody's jewelry bright like me Guwop's a problem, nobody talks the talk like me Guwop's a cook man, nobody holds a fork like me These niggas liars, no money in the vault like me I'm a supplier, nobody stops the drought like me [Chorus] I'm just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way If these hoes ain't talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way All these diamonds on my fist, I'm feelin' some type of way If that bitch ain't gettin' no money then that bitch in the way I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?) Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop) [Outro] Metro Boomin' want some more nigga This the intro, Metro, Guccio, Wop, Wop!