Fiesta Meechy718 (Ft. Ocean)

Verse 1: Meechy

All of my niggas is problems
You know me lowkey the hood call me Robin
We do not care for no goblins
Say you a goon put a screw in ya noggin
Run up a bag I be joggin
Boy you so broke and yo bitch in here bobbin
In the spot with my shit on they noddin
Shoot for my shot and I feel like I'm Rodman
Ignition the whip brody driving
Pack in the mail got me serving that mileage
Middle finger the campus and college
Niggas is popped why you panic just stop it
If we all cool then fuck it we vibing
Got some locs on the island no Shaolin
Like the Pope how I fuck on my goddess
Ain't a joke if I quote I'm just honest

Hook: Meechy

Fiesta
Hood rich gon pop out thе tesla
Stress her
Wе getting money can't stress her
Lil bruh she tell me you fess her
Rookie (Pussy)
I cannot fold under pressure
Tookie (Ayoo Cig)
Where the cash at
I get the breeshy my nephew gon cash that
With a Cat Staccz
We finna get treeshy can't give her the cash app
Out in Baghdad
We staining and swiping and trapping go bag that
Niggas cap cap
Pinata ya matta my rolla gon back back