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meek (yeah, yeah)
philly in this (yeah)

Leggo, uh

they ain't fucking with me, new N-O
old bitch i let her blow me like nintendo
panamera me & maggo getting litto
switching lanes in that thang 5 on the window
i got 20 on my pocket, 30 on wrist, 50 on my keep it 100 in this bitch
hey listen we don't do no talking, i'm running up in your shit
and i was never in the walking, i'm just running up in your
i said my on the fitted money in the limit
nigga every day, startin to the finish
you should hear this rarri i'm starting up the engine
sounding a motherfucker lion barking all up in it
make a dollar second, thousands on an hour
20 every day, i'm money in the power
i was told let the youngest get the powder
but now these niggers slipping like fucking in the shower, pause
i really do this, i'm 62'n with ross
i'm getting to it, you niggers shit, i'm a boss
yeah i a loss, i was out in vegas
me and gucci pouchie at the table
when i was broke, i used to a dream
before i had a dream believe i had them fiends
steady up my celly, trying to get it any means
nigga in the kitchen working up the triple beans
ounces off the birdie, money it was dirty
and hammers they was filthy cause niggers was trying to me
and word to osama though, fuck a bitch then (?)
niggers in they rap when no drama though
leaning off the prometh sipping at your though
rollie bus down, call the perfect timing though
tell my freeze me, just to change the climate hoe
bottom of the mountain & milly got the climate on
your chick my chick, my chick chick,
my swag fly shit, your swag,
nigger you a weirdo, no forfeit
all these fuckin bricks i'm thinkin we need a forklift
coolest on stereo, i don't think they hear me though
me in the hood, i'll be around it like a merri go
used to sell them little o's i ain't talking
i'm talking about them golden grams and i don't mean no
on your record label nigger i'm a serial
killer plus i'm realer this is scarier thriller
in the countin scrilla with shawty she vanilla
far as work i that fuckin butter-fly like catepillars
and my flow be on some other
hotter than a get
i just got his girl's
he gonna need bitch
make her my other bitch then put her on a punishment
she said she's n with me and she don't know my government
ha, shawty tripping where your at
broke niggas never see me cause i'm the money at
all i know is hustle hard like i got a pack
get my jewels i'ma kill em i dont want em back
wear it to your funeral be stuntin while viewin you
mama lookin over she like what the hell they did to
clip of hollow heads make me put a few in you
yeah i will ruin you. haa