Pussy & Millions
Drake Lyrics


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I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Posted up with the militia
Niggas ain't switchin', mind on missions
Mind on pussy and millions, mind on pussy and millions
I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
They say more money, more problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems, ayy

Braided up in Matsuhisa
Hit 'em then I get amnesia
Life ain't gettin' any easier
Flaca, Flacasita
I know that I'm not in love, she don't love me either
It's just hard to find the love, this shit keep on gettin' deeper
Who said it's cheaper to keep her?
I'd rather release her
Body ain't give her the wave like a feature
You know the procedure
Niggas is praying to God so we stay with the sweeper
I'm reppin' 4L with my twinny, so treacherous introduce y'all to the leader

Come to me with all the smoke
I like the money, for sure
But I love the hustle the most
She pretty, she show off her toes
And my Pateks, they came with a pole
Know this money bring envy and jealousy
I'm like, "Fuck it, I want me some more"
Hit it from the back, she bent up
Playin' with the money, get spent up
Chains on my neck, no Kente
You the type of girl I pay rent for
Suck it in the car, that's what the tint for
Bought me a plane, not a Sprinter
Quarter-million dollars on her dental
She say I'm a stepper, but gentle

I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Posted up with the militia
Niggas ain't switchin', mind on missions
Mind on pussy and millions, mind on pussy and millions
I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
They say more money, more problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin'

Only signin' the gang
We the new Lucian Grainge
Bring on the rings (yeah)
Her MJ thing, I'm talkin' a Brady thing
I'm off of the juice, never Canseco the mix
Rockin' the braids, not the twists
Full puff, he can't comb
Not actin' like Christians in here
But Christian Dior in they homes, the bigger we get
Gotta thank God for this, I got a lot that I give
I be handin' out gifts like the Christmas on twenty-fifth
Out in the twenties inside of the twenty and
Said I would buy the jet 'fore I could 'fford this shit
Now I got the jet, building the landing strip
In the back of the crib, I record the hits
In the front of the crib they valet the whips
(How many whips I need? Let's go)
Breakin', breakin' the records, more money, more problems
They come with the status
Runnin' through customs when you run the atlas
I got accustomed, accustomed the fastest
I'm talkin' 'bout fabrics, I'm talkin' 'bout mattress
I never sleep, though I sleep with a baddie
I'm movin' deep 'cause that's just how it's happenin'
If you come out, just be ready for action (La Flame)
Just needed some time
I settled my time, now they see the signs
You didn't leave me solo, right here, all alone
You held it down for me, right on my own
Young nigga get it, just try to get home
I got a rolodex all in my phone and it's still wrong

I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Posted outside with militia
Niggas ain't switchin', mind on mission
Mind on pussy and billions, mind on pussy and billions
You know I got a sex symbol, that eat my kids, uh
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin'

Overall Meaning

In the first part of the song "Pussy & Millions," Drake raps about going out at night and whether he should "slide on bitches." He then mentions being with his "militia" and how they are focused on their missions, which are "mind on pussy and millions." He talks about wanting to be with a sex symbol and that he's not in love, but just enjoys the hustle. He acknowledges that more money comes with more problems, but he's willing to bring them on.


The second part of the song has Drake rapping about his lavish lifestyle. He brags about eating at high-end sushi restaurant Matsuhisa and how he can hit someone and forget it happened. He also mentions having trouble finding love and deciding when it's cheaper to let someone go. He raps about having chains on his neck and being with a girl he would pay rent for. He wraps up the song by discussing his success in the music industry and how he's building a landing strip for his private jet.


One interesting fact about the song is that it features Travis Scott, who provides ad-libs throughout. Another is that the song was leaked before its official release on Drake's 2020 mixtape, "Dark Lane Demo Tapes." It's speculated that the song was meant for Drake's upcoming studio album, "Certified Lover Boy." The song samples the classic R&B tune "I Miss You" by Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes. The song features production from experienced hitmakers Boi-1da and Nineteen85. Drake teased the song on his Instagram account in 2019, but it wasn't released until the following year.


Another interesting fact is that Drake penned the lyrics while in the company of model and Instagram star Bria Myles. Drake has said that he wrote the song while she was "twerking" in the studio to the instrumental track. In an interview, Bria confirmed that she was present during the creation of the song and that Drake even told her that he wrote the lyrics while watching her dance. The lyrics "I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up" caused some controversy and backlash online, with many people interpreting it as a reference to oral sex.


The chords for "Pussy & Millions" are not currently available.


Line by Line Meaning

I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Drake is deliberating whether to contact some women or not for a possible hook-up late at night.


Posted up with the militia
Drake is with his crew, known as the 'militia.'


Niggas ain't switchin', mind on missions
Drake's team has a clear focus and mindset towards achieving their goals, and they are not easily swayed.


Mind on pussy and millions, mind on pussy and millions
Despite their focus, Drake and his crew are thinking about their desires for sex and wealth.


I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
Drake is trying to contact a woman he finds desirable and attractive, hoping that she will perform oral sex on him ('eat him up').


They say more money, more problems (Will)
Drake references the saying that more wealth often brings issues and complications, such as personal and social drama. He addresses fellow artist Will Smith in this lyric.


Bring on the problems (Will) Bring on the problems (Will) Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
Despite the possible complications of having more money, Drake is willing to deal with any obstacles that comes with it, showing his confidence and determination.


Braided up in Matsuhisa
Drake's hair is styled in braids, and he is at a high-end sushi restaurant named Matsuhisa.


Hit 'em then I get amnesia
Drake is assertive and aggressive in his actions, and tends to forget the details afterwards.


Life ain't gettin' any easier
Drake expresses his feelings that life is becoming more difficult and complicated.


Flaca, Flacasita
Drake uses Spanish terms of endearment for a woman named Flaca, which means 'skinny,' and Flacasita, which means 'little skinny one.'


I know that I'm not in love, she don't love me either
Drake is aware that he is not in love with Flaca, and she does not have romantic feelings for him either.


It's just hard to find the love, this shit keep on gettin' deeper
Drake is struggling to find genuine love in his life, and his romantic experiences only seem to get more complex and difficult.


Who said it's cheaper to keep her? I'd rather release her
Drake challenges the idea that it's more cost-effective to stay in a relationship with someone, and prefers to leave a person if things aren't working out.


Body ain't give her the wave like a feature You know the procedure
Drake is suggesting that Flaca's sexual skills are not as good as a featured artist on a song, and he knows how to move on from her.


Niggas is praying to God so we stay with the sweeper I'm reppin' 4L with my twinny, so treacherous introduce y'all to the leader
Drake and his crew are carrying guns for protection, while Drake takes pride in representing his label 4L with someone he calls his 'twinny.'


Come to me with all the smoke I like the money, for sure But I love the hustle the most
Drake doesn't shy away from conflict and welcomes any challenges. He loves making money, but he's most passionate about the process of hustling and working hard for it.


She pretty, she show off her toes And my Pateks, they came with a pole
Drake is attracted to a woman who shows off her feet, and his expensive watch brand Patek Philippe includes a feature to tell the time in multiple time zones ('pole').


Know this money bring envy and jealousy I'm like, 'Fuck it, I want me some more'
Drake acknowledges that having more money may bring out negative reactions from others, but he doesn't care and wants to make even more money.


Hit it from the back, she bent up Playin' with the money, get spent up Chains on my neck, no Kente
Drake brags about sexually pleasing a woman in a certain position, spending money frivolously and wearing jewelry (no Kente cloth) to show off his wealth.


You the type of girl I pay rent for Suck it in the car, that's what the tint for
Drake is willing to pay a woman's rent if she satisfies him sexually, and sets the scene for them having sex in a car with tinted windows for privacy.


Bought me a plane, not a Sprinter Quarter-million dollars on her dental
Drake corrects those who might assume he bought a lower-end vehicle like a Sprinter van. He is also willing to pay for someone else's expensive dental procedure.


She say I'm a stepper, but gentle
Drake is confident in his dancing abilities but also gentle with the women he interacts with.


Only signin' the gang We the new Lucian Grainge Bring on the rings (yeah) Her MJ thing, I'm talkin' a Brady thing
Drake is proud of signing only his team to his label and compares himself to music executive Lucian Grainge. He sports championship rings like Tom Brady and appreciates his woman's fashion style like Michael Jackson.


I'm off of the juice, never Canseco the mix Rockin' the braids, not the twists
Drake claims to be sober and not mixing drugs like Jose Canseco. He also notes he is sporting braids, not twists, in his hair style.


Full puff, he can't comb Not actin' like Christians in here But Christian Dior in they homes, the bigger we get
Drake's hair is so full of volume that it cannot be combed smoothly. He clarifies that his crew behaves differently from Christians in a religious setting, but embraces luxury brands such as Christian Dior in their homes as they gain more fame and fortune.


Gotta thank God for this, I got a lot that I give I be handin' out gifts like the Christmas on twenty-fifth Out in the twenties inside of the twenty and Said I would buy the jet 'fore I could 'fford this shit Now I got the jet, building the landing strip In the back of the crib, I record the hits In the front of the crib they valet the whips (How many whips I need? Let's go)
Drake expresses gratitude for his success and fame, and he is generous with his wealth. He has purchased expensive cars and a private jet, fulfilling a promise before he could afford it. He records music in his home studio, while in the front his cars are being parked by valets. He's bragging about his success.


Breakin', breakin' the records, more money, more problems They come with the status Runnin' through customs when you run the atlas
Drake has achieved records and success but acknowledges that this reality comes with additional obstacles and complications. They face scrutiny even when traveling internationally.


I got accustomed, accustomed the fastest I'm talkin' 'bout fabrics, I'm talkin' 'bout mattress I never sleep, though I sleep with a baddie I'm movin' deep 'cause that's just how it's happenin'
Drake has quickly adapted to handling fame and fortune, and focuses on luxury items such as high-quality materials for clothing and bedding. Despite his sexual encounters, Drake doesn't rest much and instead stays productive. He's attentive and focused because life is happening quickly, and he is not taking his opportunities for granted.


If you come out, just be ready for action (La Flame) Just needed some time I settled my time, now they see the signs You didn't leave me solo, right here, all alone You held it down for me, right on my own Young nigga get it, just try to get home I got a rolodex all in my phone and it's still wrong
Drake warns that anyone underestimating him won't be prepared for the consequences. He admits needing some time to figure things out in his life, and now people are recognizing his talent and potential. He gives thanks to those who supported him and helped him while he was on his own. He eventually wants to go home (success?) and has many contacts in his phone book, but still needs to fix it.


I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches? Posted outside with militia Niggas ain't switchin', mind on mission Mind on pussy and billions, mind on pussy and billions You know I got a sex symbol, that eat my kids, uh They say more money, more problems Bring on the problems Bring on the problems Bring on the motherfuckin' problems They say more money, more problems Bring on the problems Bring on the problems Bring on the motherfuckin'
The chorus of the song repeats with Drake still deliberating on whether to contact women for sexual encounters. He is still with his crew and dedicated to their plans, but also focused on his desires for sex and money. He notes again having a woman he finds sexually appealing. And although more money may bring issues, he still wants to handle them head on.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Darryl Patric McCorkell, Irvin Whitlow, Jacques Webster, Josiah Muhammad, Julius Rivera, Kevin Andre Price, Miles Parks McCollum, Morris Jones, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Timothy McKibbins

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@jeremiah2490

Chorus: Drake & Lil Yachty]
I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Posted up with the militia
Niggas ain't switchin', mind on missions
Mind on pussy and millions, mind on pussy and millions
I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
They say more money, more problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems, ayy


[Verse 1: Drake]
Braided up and my two weeks up
Hit 'em then I get amnesia
Life ain't gettin' any easier
Flaca, Flacasita
I know that I'm not in love, she don't love me either
It's just hard to find the love, this shit keep on gettin' deeper
Who said it's cheaper to keep her?
I'd rather release her
Body ain't give her the wave like a feature
You know the procedure
Niggas is praying to God so we stay with the sweeper
I'm reppin' 4L with my twinny, so treacherous introduce y'all to the leader

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Come to me with all the smoke
I like the money, for sure
But I love the hustle the most
She pretty, she show off her toes
And my Pateks, they came with a pole
Know this money bring envy and jealousy
I'm like, "Fuck it, I want me some more"
Hit her from the back, she bent up
Playin' with the money, get spent up
Chains on my neck, no Kente
You the type of girl I pay rent for
Suck it in the car, that's what the tint for
Bought me a plane, not a sprinter
Quarter-million dollars on her dental
She say I'm a stepper, but gentle

[Chorus: Drake]
I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Posted up with the militia
Niggas ain't switchin', mind on missions
Mind on pussy and millions, mind on pussy and millions
I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
They say more money, more problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the problems (Will)
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin'



[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Only signin' the gang
We the new Lucian Grainge
Bring on the rings (Yeah)
Her MJ thing, I'm talkin' a Brady thing
I'm off of the juice, never could cycle the mix
Rockin' the braids, not the twists
Full puff, he can't comb
Not actin' like Christians in here
But Christian Dior in they homes, the bigger we get
Gotta thank God for this, I got a lot that I give
I be handin' out gifts like the Christmas on twenty-fifth
Out in the twenties inside of the twenty and
Said I would buy the jet 'fore I could 'fford this shit
Now I got the jet, building the landing strip
In the back of the crib, I record the hits
In the front of the crib they valet the whips
(How many whips I need? Let's go)
Breakin', breakin' the records, more money, more problems
They come with the status
Runnin' through customs when you run the atlas
I got accustomed, accustomed the fastest
I'm talkin' 'bout fabrics, I'm talkin' 'bout mattress
I never sleep, though I sleep with a baddie
I'm movin' deep 'cause that's just how it's happenin' (Ooh)
If you come out, just be ready for action (La Flame)
Just needed some time
I settled my time, now they see the signs
You didn't leave me solo, right here, all alone
You held it down for me, right on my own (Ooh)
Young nigga get it, just try to get home
I got a rolodex all on my phone and it's still wrong


[Chorus: Travis Scott & Drake]
I been out, late night creepin', should I slide on bitches?
Posted outside with militia
Niggas ain't switchin', mind on mission
Mind on pussy and billions, mind on pussy and billions
You know I got a sex symbol, that eat my kids, uh
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin' problems
They say more money, more problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the problems
Bring on the motherfuckin'—



All comments from YouTube:

@manurmad1539

The beat behind Travis's verse is absolutely insane.

@ms.hnybwnsgr64

💯💯💯

@snoop8692

Facts

@SyleMusicDF

🔥La Flame🔥

@MikeFromWisco

When the bass comes in right after that mj/brady line 🔥 🔥 😮

@BritishSoundboardPranks

Instrumental parts and melody is great (as are the vocals). Whoever decided to put that nasty distortion on the bass and kick drum was high or something. Sounds awful through headphones.

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@actsofabundance9079

Haven’t heard Travis spit like that in a while, he rapped like he had something to prove

@skiphopflipflopdripdrop

Agreed!

@behjat4106

And he proved!

@jdizz760

Preparing us for utopia 🚀

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