Blow a Bag YBS Skola (Ft. Meek Mill)

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang
That be Maaly Raw

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Countin' up that bag, feel like I'm made for this shit (Shit)
Remember I was broke, I really prayed for that shit (Shit)
Now I got that Ghost, I had to save for that shit (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Just a young drip nigga gettin' paid for that shit
Gang, gang, gang (Gang, gang)
Gettin' paid for this shit
I know one thing ‘bout them suckers, they gon' hate when you rich
I know one thing ‘bout my niggas, they gon' stay with them bricks
In a mansion out in Cali gettin' laid like some chips

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Gang, gang, gang, started from the pavement and shit (Shit)
Let me out that Alturas, I cut my wave in this bitch (Jheeze)
Spend some cash, Bentley truck, I had to weight for that shit
When it drop, I get in fights, I'm on the Mayweather list (Ooh)
Me and lil' Chino up in Valentino (What we doin'?)
Blowin' cash, bussin' up under her like Al Pachino (Boss)
Roll the dice, I buss a seven, I ain't playin' Debo (Woo)
Half a milli diamond chains, ain't no Cuban kilos
Ain't no love for no opps (Opps)
Sub nose and chops (Brrr)
Yeah, nigga, what's poppin'?(Brrr)
Hate to tell you I ain't really the trenches and all the diamonds (What?)
That's why they robbin' (Why?)
Fuck around and get bodied (Brrr)
Niggas know this big bank, I loan you money no problem (No problem)
Beat a body in the court room, then swing dance like Bobby (Swing)
Money dance like Renzel (Renzel)
Make a movie like Denzel (Denzel)
Nigga say I took ten Ls
But I bounce back with like ten mil', like