Gucci Mane - 5 Million Intro lyrics

Huh, huh, it's Wizzop
It's Metro, Metro, huh it's Gucci, yeah
Southside huh, sizzle
Metro Boomin' want some more nigga

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)

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, 000, 000 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)

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)

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

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)

Metro Boomin' want some more nigga
This the intro, Metro, Guccio, Wop, Wop!