[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Shorty asked which one of y'all rich and I say all of us
Nigga asked who got the sticks and I say all of us
Nigga asked who hit his bitch and I say all of us
Was right there doggin' on her, phone ringing, and you was callin' her
Bitch I'm the one not the two, thought you knew
Pay two hundred thousand, comin' out I'm walkin' through
He not on my level, I don't know who he talkin' to
I just bust the Prezi, all baguettes, it's hard to do
And they can't contest us, niggas pussy, come at who?
Send a message, ain't no texts, grab the Memphis, send 'em through
If he post it one more time, make my mind up, I'll hit him too
She keep sayin' she ride or die, so we gon' probably hit his boo
Shoot at everybody (Everybody)
Niggas terrified, we chase him down and paralyze him
Put a blue check on his head, 'bout to verify him
Soon as them niggas lack attention, we get 'em every time
Talkin' break the news, you know I like to hang with Jews that break the rules
We the type get hungry, and make the food, and probably take the jewels
You know I like to fuck on balconies that got amazing views
I don't watch TV, I open my safe to get a paper view
Remember them bitches tried to turn they back, I got to make them making U's
I be laughin', I just smacked they ass, while they make me food
I just thought lil shorty was a snapper, since she had a tooth
Cold world, mansion with the heated pool
I made it through, it's gated too
My bloody, he will kill you, when I say it's bool
Better play it cool, cause nigga we won't play with you
Shorty asked which one of y'all rich and I say all of us
Nigga asked who got the sticks and I say all of us
Nigga asked who hit his bitch and I say all of us
Was right there doggin' on her, phone ringing, and you was callin' her
Bitch I'm the one not the two, thought you knew
Pay two hundred thousand, comin' out I'm walkin' through
He not on my level, I don't know who he talkin' to
I just bust the Prezi, all baguettes, it's hard to do
And they can't contest us, niggas pussy, come at who?
Send a message, ain't no texts, grab the Memphis, send 'em through
If he post it one more time, make my mind up, I'll hit him too
She keep sayin' she ride or die, so we gon' probably hit his boo
Shoot at everybody (Everybody)
Niggas terrified, we chase him down and paralyze him
Put a blue check on his head, 'bout to verify him
Soon as them niggas lack attention, we get 'em every time
Talkin' break the news, you know I like to hang with Jews that break the rules
We the type get hungry, and make the food, and probably take the jewels
You know I like to fuck on balconies that got amazing views
I don't watch TV, I open my safe to get a paper view
Remember them bitches tried to turn they back, I got to make them making U's
I be laughin', I just smacked they ass, while they make me food
I just thought lil shorty was a snapper, since she had a tooth
Cold world, mansion with the heated pool
I made it through, it's gated too
My bloody, he will kill you, when I say it's bool
Better play it cool, cause nigga we won't play with you
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