Millions
Skeme Lyrics


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9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin' with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
Stepped in this bitch like I'm supposed to
Outfit match whips like I meant to do it
Heard your shit, just drive my n*gga
Earring so big can't listen to it
And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup
So I'mma act all poe I mix this fluid
A real n*gga really don'tt rock with y'all
It take a real down n*gga like us to do it
See I done kept it G from the flow-up
Stayed on the bread like cold cuts
Money never ditched paid attention like donuts
So I'm in the fast lane I don't wish to hold up n*gga
Been with the business from the goal young n*gga
Now I'm in the Guinea with the doors up n*gga
I like talk about cash I don't talk too fast, y'all just listen too slow young n*gga like
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin' with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
I don't want to leave the wrong impression
Set work out now I'm flexing
I get the kind of paper that'll stand out
So now me and broke n*ggas ain't messing (word)
Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money n*gga
Try to play me I bought mine I'm gunnin'
Ate my plate had seconds and shit and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry
I stayed on the grind and the green came
SOX n*gga we the green gang
Straight from the outer it's a team thing so I told her I don't wanna hear that the team came (hey)
I ain't got the time for it (bop) and her feelings
Got it on the floor now we throw it at the ceiling
Y'all don't take floor act like y'all ain't even know got my dough on dough and I'm bout to go a million
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin' with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck
Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut
Champagne cold and the Rolex gold
Got the wrist of a God n*gga link me up
Getting head out a bitch tell her pick me up
First class in the clouds Scotty beam me up
Hollerin' I'll be the pimp got drank in my cup
And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin' with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go




We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more

Overall Meaning

The song "Millions" by Skeme is a power-packed rap that talks about success, money, and luxury. The song revolves around Skeme's life, where he has made a fortune through his hard work, and now he is enjoying his success. In the first few lines, Skeme talks about the guns he has and how he rides with them. He also pulls out a bad girl and gives her clear instructions to leave her emotions behind as they don't need love where they are heading.


Skeme talks about his extravagant lifestyle where he steps in like he is supposed to, his outfit matches his whips, and his earrings are so big that he can't hear through them. He takes pride in the fact that he has managed to make money that stands out, and he doesn't have to worry about broke people anymore. The song emphasizes how Skeme has stayed on track and kept his focus on the money, which has paid off.


Overall, the lyrics of the song "Millions" celebrates success, wealth, and luxury. The song highlights the importance of staying focused, working hard, and enjoying the fruits of labor.


Line by Line Meaning

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
I'm ready for violence if needed.


Ridin' with them choppas if it's problems let me know
I have powerful weapons with me in case there's any trouble, just tell me if we need to use them.


Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
I'm only interested in casual sex, no feelings or emotions involved.


Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We're going to a place where love is not necessary or relevant.


We are (we are, we are) bout to go a million or more, million or more, million or more
We're about to make a lot of money, at least a million dollars or more.


Stepped in this bitch like I'm supposed to
I walked into this place with confidence, as if it's where I belong.


Outfit match whips like I meant to do it
My clothes match my fancy cars, like it was all planned ahead.


Heard your shit, just drive my n*gga
I don't like your music, my friend. Let's switch to something else.


Earring so big can't listen to it
My earring is very large and it's impossible to ignore or not to see.


And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup
I speak from the heart and I'm drinking twice as much as usual.


So I'mma act all poe I mix this fluid
I'm pretending to be rich and sophisticated by drinking fancy cocktails.


A real n*gga really don'tt rock with y'all
A genuine, authentic person like me doesn't associate or agree with people like you.


It take a real down n*gga like us to do it
Only someone who's been through struggles and hardship can truly succeed.


See I done kept it G from the flow-up
I've always been genuine, even from the beginning of my career.


Stayed on the bread like cold cuts
I've been focused on making money consistently, like a sandwich filled with cold cuts.


Money never ditched paid attention like donuts
I've never lost money or let it go to waste, I've always paid attention to it.


So I'm in the fast lane I don't wish to hold up n*gga
I'm in a hurry to make moves and succeed, I don't have time to wait around.


Been with the business from the goal young n*gga
I've always been focused on making money and succeeding, even when I was young.


Now I'm in the Guinea with the doors up n*gga
I'm in a fancy car with the doors open, showing off my success.


I like talk about cash I don't talk too fast, y'all just listen too slow young n*gga like
I enjoy talking about money and success, but I'm not talking too quickly. You're just not keeping up because you're not as driven as me.


I don't want to leave the wrong impression
I don't want to come across the wrong way or give the wrong idea.


Set work out now I'm flexing
I put in the hard work and now I'm showing off the results.


I get the kind of paper that'll stand out
I make a lot of money that's impressive and noticeable.


So now me and broke n*ggas ain't messing (word)
I'm not hanging out or dealing with poor people anymore.


Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money n*gga
I have a lot of hundred dollar bills because I love money so much.


Try to play me I bought mine I'm gunnin'
If anyone tries to trick me or take my money, I'll fight back and protect what's mine.


Ate my plate had seconds and shit and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry
I've already made a lot of money, but I'm still hungry for more and won't stop until I have it.


I stayed on the grind and the green came
I worked hard and consistently and eventually made a lot of money.


SOX n*gga we the green gang
My group and I are all about making money, that's our common goal.


Straight from the outer it's a team thing so I told her I don't wanna hear that the team came (hey)
We're from the outside and together as a team, so I don't need to hear someone else trying to take credit.


I ain't got the time for it (bop) and her feelings
I don't have time to deal with anyone's emotions or drama.


Got it on the floor now we throw it at the ceiling
We have a lot of money and we're throwing it up in the air for fun.


Y'all don't take floor act like y'all ain't even know got my dough on dough and I'm bout to go a million
You're acting like you don't care or aren't impressed, but I have a lot of money and I'm about to make even more.


Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck
You don't have as much money as me, I have so much that I need an armored truck to transport it.


Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut
If you try to take my money, you'll get hurt.


Champagne cold and the Rolex gold
I have expensive champagne and a Rolex watch that's also expensive and made of gold.


Got the wrist of a God n*gga link me up
My wrist looks amazing, like a deity's, and you should connect with me because I'm successful.


Getting head out a bitch tell her pick me up
Someone is giving me oral sex and then I'm going to leave with a woman who will pick me up.


First class in the clouds Scotty beam me up
I'm flying first class and feeling like I'm above everyone else, like I'm in the clouds. Like on Star Trek, I'm asking to be beamed up, as if I'm so important.


Hollerin' I'll be the pimp got drank in my cup
It's like I'm announcing that I'm pimping or in charge, as I have a drink in my hand.


And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up
I'm drinking lean, which is a type of cough syrup mixed with soda, and I'm holding my pinkies up like I'm classy, even though it's not.




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@dimitrafox_srt8545

Skeme millions Lyrics. 👌❤️

[Hook]:
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

[Verse 1]:
Stepped in this bitch like I'm supposed to
Outfit match whips like I meant to do it
Heard your shit, just drive my nigga
Earring so big can't listen to it
And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup
So I'mma act all poet I mix this fluid
A real nigga really don't rock with y'all
It take a real down nigga like us to do it
See I done kept it G from the flow-up
Stayed on the bread like cold cuts
Money never ditched paid attention like donuts
So I'm in the fast lane I don't wish to hold up nigga
Been with the business from the go young nigga
Now I'm in the Ghini with the doors up nigga
I like talk about cash I don't talk too fast, y'all just listen too slow young nigga like

[Hook]

[Verse 2]:
I don't want to leave the wrong impression
Set work out now I'm flexin
I get the kind of paper that'll stand out
So now me and broke niggas ain't messin, word
Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money nigga
Try to play me I bought mine I'm gunnin
Ate my plate had seconds and shit and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry
I stayed on the grind and the green came
S.O.X. nigga we the green gang
Straight from the outer it's a team thing so I told her I don't wanna hear that the team came, hey
I ain't got the time for it, bop, and her feelings
Got it on the floor now we throw it at the ceiling
Y'all don't take floor act like y'all ain't even know got my dough on dough and I'm bout to go a million

[Hook]

[Verse 3]:
Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck
Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut
Champagne cold and the Rolex gold
Got the wrist of a God nigga link me up
Gettin head out a bitch tell her pick me up
First class in the clouds Scotty beam me up
Holla R.I.P. pimp, got drank in my cup
And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up



@MrAuxxy

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

Stepped in this bitch like I'm supposed to
Outfit match whips like I meant to do it
Heard your shit, just drive my nigga
Earring so big can't listen to it
And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup
So I'mma act all poet I mix this fluid
A real nigga really don't rock with y'all
It take a real down nigga like us to do it
See I done kept it G from the flow-up
Stayed on the bread like cold cuts
Money never ditched paid attention like donuts
So I'm in the fast lane I don't wish to hold up nigga
Been with the business from the go young nigga
Now I'm in the Ghini with the doors up nigga
I like talk about cash I don't talk too fast, y'all just listen too slow young nigga like

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

I don't want to leave the wrong impression
Set work out now I'm flexin
I get the kind of paper that'll stand out
So now me and broke niggas ain't messin, word
Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money nigga
Try to play me I bought mine I'm gunnin
Ate my plate had seconds and shit and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry
I stayed on the grind and the green came
S.O.X. nigga we the green gang
Straight from the outer it's a team thing so I told her I don't wanna hear that the team came, hey
I ain't got the time for it, bop, and her feelings
Got it on the floor now we throw it at the ceiling
Y'all don't take floor act like y'all ain't even know got my dough on dough and I'm bout to go a million

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck
Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut
Champagne cold and the Rolex gold
Got the wrist of a God nigga link me up
Gettin head out a bitch tell her pick me up
First class in the clouds Scotty beam me up
Holla R.I.P. pimp, got drank in my cup
And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up

9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

UR WELCOME



@MauriceJP

[Hook]:
9mm lick a shot to leave a hole
Ridin with them choppas if it's problems let me know
Pull a bad bitch and tell her leave her feelings at the door
Cause baby we don't need love where we about to go
We are, we are, we are bout to go a million more, million more, million more

[Verse 1]:
Stepped in this bitch like I'm supposed to
Outfit match whips like I meant to do it
Heard your shit, just drive my nigga
Earring so big can't listen to it
And I'm straight from the gut, double my cup
So I'mma act all poet I mix this fluid
A real nigga really don't rock with y'all
It take a real down nigga like us to do it
See I done kept it G from the flow-up
Stayed on the bread like cold cuts
Money never ditched paid attention like donuts
So I'm in the fast lane I don't wish to hold up nigga
Been with the business from the go young nigga
Now I'm in the Ghini with the doors up nigga
I like talk about cash I don't talk too fast, y'all just listen too slow young nigga like

[Hook]

[Verse 2]:
I don't want to leave the wrong impression
Set work out now I'm flexin
I get the kind of paper that'll stand out
So now me and broke niggas ain't messin, word
Hundreds on hundreds for the love of the money nigga
Try to play me I bought mine I'm gunnin
Ate my plate had seconds and shit and the crazy thing is that the boys still hungry
I stayed on the grind and the green came
S.O.X. nigga we the green gang
Straight from the outer it's a team thing so I told her I don't wanna hear that the team came, hey
I ain't got the time for it, bop, and her feelings
Got it on the floor now we throw it at the ceiling
Y'all don't take floor act like y'all ain't even know got my dough on dough and I'm bout to go a million

[Hook]

[Verse 3]:
Y'all ain't getting this kind of money got a Brinks truck
Reach for what's mine get your fingers cut
Champagne cold and the Rolex gold
Got the wrist of a God nigga link me up
Gettin head out a bitch tell her pick me up
First class in the clouds Scotty beam me up
Holla R.I.P. pimp, got drank in my cup
And I'm sipping on lean with my pinkies up



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Franklin got me into this song. He's a good kid

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