[Verse 1: Mill]
Uh, In the going H.A.M again Fucking with birds like Cam and them I'll you whats the word when the tan is in We them niggas on the curb with hammers in Whole brick, it on the triple beam If it get hectic we gon stretch it like a Ain't no crutching if I it then its Mr. Clean I be reppin in your section, me and my Dean boy in the ghost nigga I burn bread I ain't talking nigga Whole team of killers, im the Digger Presidential on my wrist now your votes nigga Rookie of the year, cookies in the I got some bad that will get it there If you dont wanna get it we gon them there If its heavy then O' Melly comin in the Brick like Wack and them If its gucci like D. I get a block for them I dont touch it I just it up to Tak and them Niggas started, was a drought but we was poppin'
Lean wit it, wit it Throw bak up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon pot it it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it I them Lean wit it, wit it Throw bak up in the pot wit it or we gon pot whip it When it get right we drop ice and make it lock wit it
2: Meek Mill]
I made a million off a mixtape, nigga get shit straight Im that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight Cookin up a whole bird I make my wrist ache When I up to the club you should've seen your bitch face Ugh, 50 in my pocket, nigga I got your stash in my pocket Im Blowin' Money Fast in my I its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket Talkin ass ass ass ass all I get is cash LIV my last tag, I could've bought a fast Jag The way these bitches at me you would've thought a cab past No wonder why you on me nigga wit your mad ass Rolee on me cost a whole Killers with me ain't got no These groupie bitches got no sense So we make a movie on them bitches, no
[Verse 3: Mill]
36 treat it like a dirty Cause I hit it then I it to the other strip Call me anything, don't me by my government Cause when I'm out in the jungle we be selling bricks these niggas in my hood be on some telling shit We be on some if u snitchin' crack your melon If I ain't rockin' with the Smith its Parabellum Papi bring on the boat he know we selling shit wit it, rock wit it, posted Mac 11 in the lot wit it 750 getting wit a box in it So when they us over they dont find them Glocks in it