Prolli Meek Mill (Ft. Oschino)

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Conway
Conway, Flamers
And he say (I, I, I, I, I)
Get 'em, get 'em
Get 'em (I got 'em)
Get 'em (I got 'em)
Get 'em (I got 'em)
Get 'em
I, I, I, I

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
And I be probably with your bitch (Hey), probably in the whip
Probably riding through the strip in the Impala '96
Purple label on my sweater, and it's Prada on my kicks
You know she probably on my dick because I'm probably the shit
And I'm like, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for?
Yo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for?
Baby, I'll give you what you need
You don't need to learn your alphabet to know that I'm a G
Cause we ball 'til we fall, spend it just like we print it
Ain't no tricking if you ain't got it, we got it, so come and get it
Ayo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for?
What it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for?

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Swag on a hundred (Hundred), jewels on bling
Every time I does they know I do's my thing
I'm so fly like without no wings
Got your bitch trying to slide like she on "Soul Train" (Hoo!)
First pop bottles and then we pop models (Models)
Husky 550 black 'Lac with the goggles
Shit I got these bitches trying to hit me like the lotto
Cause they heard I'm throwing numbers
Tell me get them then I got them (I got 'em)
Got 'em, I'ma get 'em, my niggas gon' hit 'em
Change hoes like they clothes, then every day, I'ma switch 'em
Cole Hamels, I'ma pitch you, my niggas gon' home-run 'em (Run 'em)
Strike them three times, I probably ain't gon' want them, ha!