[ Featuring Meek Mill ]
(Nick Papz, that's how you thuggin'? Cool, I'm thuggin' too) yeah
Broke boys cannot beef with us, they know they won't win
Young niggas was killin' so we treated them like they grown men
She got on that push, she started tweakin' and f*cked her own friend
She get around me, man, she turn a freak, the bitch be on ten
She wanna curve her girls to go with me, count up all M's
If we being for real, the niggas know me and I don't know them
Big chopper, ARPeezy, I'm tryna show them
Playing greasy, new Glock Peezy, me I run them
I be in the trench, I ain't caught no body, I'm just poppin' up
Niggas know I don't get panicked with them choppas, only God we trust
Here to do what? You niggas trippin', I almost shot it up
I'm sippin', got me shotted up, you niggas ain't never slide for us
You niggas ain't never ride for me
I'm in a brand new Maybach with a Glock .45 with me
You gettin' dropped from the label, you pussy, you can't even sign to me
I turn my wolf up on them sheeps so there ain't no slimin' me
Swing them switches, f*ck it
Don't even try to run that game on me, that's for your lame homies
I got a couple more than a grand on me, ho, your rent due (let's go)
She love the way I pop it, I'm from the street, this shit stem from it
I ain't gotta cock it, all it do is reach, that's the end of it (uh)
Ooh, couple grand (uh)
Yeah, price tag on your head, leave you layin' where you stayin'
Price tag on that bitch, she on her head doing stands
Nice tab on the wrist, get the AP with the orange band
Oh, man
Couple grand (uh)
That there'll get you a starter pack of Za
But lil' one rather slide
You still wanna rock, them niggas ain't put 'em on
I see it in his eyes
I told that nigga, "Don't stress it"
Get yo' check, they gon' see you on the other side" (let's do it)
I know how it feel, these niggas ain't real
That's why they don't last too long (uh)
I know niggas kill, that's why we kill too, nigga, problem solved
He done popped the seal, he tryna taste it, you gon' have to buy it
She like how it feel, but don't suck dick, you gon' have to try it (uh)
Then she faced it, I lean back, embraced it
This her lucky day like the bracelet, oh
Couple grand for this lil' lady (oh)
Now the script changed up a couple pages (pages)
Don't even try to run that game on me, that's for your lame homies
I got a couple more than a grand on me, ho, your rent due (let's go)
She love the way I pop it, I'm from the street, this shit stem from it
(So what she do?) She brung her friend for me (uh)
Ooh, couple grand
Yeah, price tag on your head, leave you layin' where you stayin'
Price tag on that bitch, she on her head doing stands
Nice tab on the wrist, get the AP with the orange band
Oh, man
I done took this shit up to another level
I done put the Billy boys with trap and made it come together
I done put celebrity on celebrity and made 'em f*ck together
Had 'em doing the Verzuz on my dick, they ate my nut together
It's up forever
Heard you going broke too, you gotta duck forever
We tryna catch lil' woadie at that light and leave 'em stuck forever
I just know y'all niggas better pick y'all side or y'all get f*ck together
I give lil' ma like thirteen thou', that shit was stuck together
This new money, none of this shit ain't new to me
I gotta take my blick when I be out, they tryna YouTube me
OG tryna tell me on spin on who shit, I'm like, "You do it"
Told 'em, "Somebody gotta make it out this bitch no matter who do it" (yee-yee)
Don't even try to run that game on me, that's for your lame homies
I got a couple more than a grand on me, ho, your rent due (let's go)
She love the way I pop it, I'm from the street, this shit stem from it
I ain't gotta cock it, all it do is reach, that's the end of it
