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Oh hot outside man
Meek Millys daddy

Hundred for the Im not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga thats a
Spitting all this hot shit, every bar cool
Diamonds in the rollie face, cartoon
Call me Meek I don't play that shit
Got me on my nappy before the Maybach clique
Riding in the wheels of fortune, Pat shit
And all I rock is Balmain like I made that
I've been, row fashion week
like I'm in the show
Sitting in the foreign leather, softer than a dinner
Make a movie on your bitch, her friend to get a role
You she was innocent
We like she been a ho
Chopping up benzos
Me yo bitch in the zone
She told you I was friendzoned,
I'm in the
Touchdown with a 2 point
Give her that dick
She busting the clip long
Uber to send your bitch home

I got a fever bitch, hot I got a fever bitch
Feeling I gotta fever bitch
In these philly situations is
Police respecting the youth and
The ain't respecting the truth and
The 9 on me in the booth and
All I talk is that real the truth and

The turned your bitch into a gold digger
The money got me like the old Jigga
And Jigga even told me you a cold
ain't believe me I was broke
But I niggas and I told niggas
I would dispose niggas
Went to buy a pair of
at the rawest dealer
Brand new tag
Haters never me mad
You get at your momma
I'm flyer her baby dad
at my neck
What that Hundred-eighty cash
Looking at my bitch, she me of a Stacey Dash
We was rock before Kareem Biggs, Dame and Dash
Oh you think you fly with lil' dream chasin' ass?
We don't chase bitches, we chase money and that
Cause when you get money, the do whatever you say
in a drop head, Phantom with the toupe
And if you're just hearing this, then it's too late

I got a fever bitch, hot I got a fever bitch
sick I gotta fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
Police ain't respecting the and
The youth ain't the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is that real shit the and

Meek
Milly
Get smacked
to Philly
Come see it and direct
You it, God dammit