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[Intro: Meek Mill & Lil
Eastside to the westside
You know how we came
(Maybach Music)

Tay Keith, these niggas up!

[Verse 1: Mill]
My nigga, he low, ain't got no Instagram
But he do wackies for the fifty bands
nothing, rare rum and that's on any man
We dope boy, we gon' smoke boy, out that minivan (Woah)
Off-White on my off-night
Niggas a punch, it be a lost life
Told my dawg to put tech up, that don't spark right
Money at the clip, boy this a boss life
When I be on the West, I know some Crips
Going with them choppas, making real hits
I done so many homies, I can't feel shit
So I been jumping out chopper like I'm Will Smith
Her ass fake but she a bitch
Suck me good and she ain't hard to deal with
And she post me either, she be on some chill shit
And she know if she fuck a lame, I cut her real

[Chorus: Meek
Cut bitch off (Cut that bitch)
If she a dime, she make my dick soft (Fuck that bitch)
Rocking the Saint Laurent, we having a off (Let it drip)
Nigga, I've been since the tip off (Tip off, woah)

2: Rick Ross]
G5, I got a set of twin
Me and Diddy, money not a big (Haha)
Crib on a lake, and it's so
Half a in the Wraith, smoking on the roach
I got sliders that will hit you for a
Walk up on you, strike you like you was a
Walk you in a dome, and I hide a patch
You was innocent but you was running a rat (Ha)
I got a two door the Fendi seats
Two Cuban links, I'm big as Meech
I'm moving kilos like funnel cakes
Got me on a record, patience,