[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? Nigga what you talking?
My bitch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't shit in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
They got me feeling like Rich Porter, I got them hoes
Selling work we got them bricks, and got the most
If he ain't test it I don't trust em', he prolly told
Dimed out your homies, seen them statements, he got exposed
These niggas ratting and you fucking with these pussy niggas
I put these hoes up on the jet and bring that pussy with us
I bring that new thing through yo' block, I see you looking nigga
36 up in the pot like what you cooking nigga?
Fish scale, I love the hustle, I'm 'bout my paper
And I'm fly as Alpo before he drop a statement
I knew I started getting money when I got them haters
Boy won't you go and kill yourself and just do God a favor
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? Nigga what you talking?
My bitch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't shit in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? Nigga what you talking?
My bitch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't shit in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
They got me feeling like Rich Porter, I got them hoes
Selling work we got them bricks, and got the most
If he ain't test it I don't trust em', he prolly told
Dimed out your homies, seen them statements, he got exposed
These niggas ratting and you fucking with these pussy niggas
I put these hoes up on the jet and bring that pussy with us
I bring that new thing through yo' block, I see you looking nigga
36 up in the pot like what you cooking nigga?
Fish scale, I love the hustle, I'm 'bout my paper
And I'm fly as Alpo before he drop a statement
I knew I started getting money when I got them haters
Boy won't you go and kill yourself and just do God a favor
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? Nigga what you talking?
My bitch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't shit in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
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