Plotting On a Mill lyrics

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down
Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds
Got money in my city and out of town
I need it all, being broke is for clowns
So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money
Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
Chairs, there's no need for that
'Cause I'm sitting on stacks, b*tch, run and tell that
I sold blow, packs, half tracks, [?]
Then looked up like oh sh*t, I'm moving weight, y'all
I done took trips, but not to vaycay
Just for a couple plays, me and my playmate
He count the cash, I hold the strap and watch the pick up
We got bored, so some days, we'd switch up
Now I'm in the club, grabbing on a thick sl*t
Too much Don P, got me with the hick ups
Told baby girl come on, I'm 'bout to leave
Riding in the Batmobile, ten in my Robins jeans
I was the same when I was broke and bummy
When I got money, everybody else acting funny
And I ain't even touched a mill yet
Same watch the rappers got, and I ain't even got a deal yet
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down
Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds
Got money in my city and out of town
I need it all, being broke is for clowns
So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money
Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money

[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
Everybody talking 'bout bricks and coke tails
But can't buy a car, just riding di*ks and coattails
f*ck what you talk to me, I'm stalking for more mills
On the phone with money, got more on my voicemail
Used to want to be hood rich, I acheaved that
Now I'm on my way to seeing M's, b*tch, believe that
n*ggas always talking what they had
Future ain't sh*t, so they dwelling on the past
My [?] n*ggas'll spray n*ggas
And my [?] savages, get out and chase n*ggas
My for life partners, some paid n*ggas
When we all cliqued up, you see a bunch of made n*ggas
In 41, man, you already know
We some hustling motherf*ckers, everything on the floor
Started out spot sitting
Now it's grannit marbel tops all in my kitchen
b*tches
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down
Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds
Got money in my city and out of town
I need it all, being broke is for clowns
So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money
Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money

[Verse 3: Overlord Scooch]
sh*t was tight, now it's loosening up
Thinking do I wanna get a coupe or a truck?
I might get the [?] a little closer to summer
Hollar at the plug, tryna get him to lower my number
sh*t, 'cause goddamn, they be taxing me
I'm making 50 if I sell 20, that's a G
That's a lot of work, I still gotta eat
My daughter and my girl miss me, I be in the streets
I'm riding down 6, then turn down Crues
In my old school, on some new shoes
All these n*ggas fake, I don't know who is who
They life [?] give the feds Blues Clues
[?] on your plug, but I play by the rules
My name good in these streets, n*gga, Doughboy Scooch
Your girl probably know me by my rap voice
Water diamonds in the bezzle, Blastoys
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down
Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds
Got money in my city and out of town
I need it all, being broke is for clowns
So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money
Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex
Make money money, take money money