once i turn millionaire gangsta with 30 or 40 mill i ll be on or flapping my tail through the smallest cities des moines to mississippi all around through dallas 5 million dollar palace with a maid like alice cooking and tossing salad dodging the feds and the marshals in a porsche to cali frisco to the valley got play me and rush pop the 99 tre and start aqua dre rapper gone bad plus the sky pad 19 inch rims i aint mad counting cash no money counters we pack straps so we pay the club faster we smoke amsterdam every state that we hit fifty thousand twice a week full heated cause im in love with the streets i know how snakes can be that jealously make niggas wanna kill cause they ain t winning like me im from the streets of san fransisco born and raised i grew up in this gat way back in the days i was raised by ghetto billionaires but i cant say names kansas city be the place where im shipping things i got the coke for dirt cheap down in the back where i stay and all you baller blocking niggas stay the fuck out the way im getting cash money yeah that dirty fast money that mansion and yacht and that s class money we organized crime bosses setting up shop taking over cities and building million dollar spots ya bitches is fascinated with my foreign lifestyle im floss ballin at the bank yes iced out well known for sending a bitch to the hoe track cause its gangster pimpin on mine im a feel low mac in a big body sky blue supersport impala check my stats im a major league baller knocking patches out you with my nigga rich the factor and a rapper gone bat and young rush strapped up and yall cant fuck with this millionaire gangsta i said yall cant fuck with this millionaire gangsta i never show no soft like a bar of chalk blowing doses with my coalition put it down since detention binge or brink not associating with counterfeits 25 a kick put me in the chronic shift my mouthpiece rips like a weapon the wanna metal so im organized all my career circumsized rolling packs of 5s huddled up you lacking on your grin while niggas cuddled up me and my niggas bubbled up bouncing raps and now 20 inches on a saleen fast crosses hundred pound triple beam hustle dream packing m16s with the attached took me a while to scratch the surface now im on purpose could be in service in church if you wanna purchase burn the competition with a proposition and i always smoke on the barr fucking spinach  im tryna be a millionaire gangster but still bend corners in a chevrolet do that gangster shit everyday you better check my resume i come from a turf where rollers get whipped yola gets cooked and if you floss nigga yo shit a sho get took me and my nigga s to the ky just hooked up with rich and rush and we slicker than k y jelly san quentin and is back up to telly we really gonna go silly if the situation gets smelly then makaveli they jelly they cant fuck with no made men they concentrated on hatin hating they pockets is thin its no win for them suckers in im with 3 savage and motherfucker i stay paid im ed up roll the weed up my nigga don juan them bomb tracks to make a motherfucker heat up turn the beat up nigga you feeling it aint ya just some real niggas tryna be some millionaire gangstas some millionaire gangstas some millionaire gangstas