[Intro: Meek Mill]
(KJ, what you got goin' on, man?)
(Eza on the beat, he cooked that shit)
Fourth quarter
I ain't even gon' lie, man, I've been on some shit, lately
For real
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I walk in the spot (Steppin')
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these niggas cannot compete
They know that I'm gettin' a lot
She give me the twat (Give me that)
Been countin' that pussy, I'm gettin' a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I fuck from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, this that city boy shit (Real city)
This shit crazy, we ain't evеn kiss, I put some shit on her wrist (Let's gеt it)
Shit was amazing, welcome the Lord's magic, flick of the wrist (Brr)
Pocket a chop' right next to the drop, you can't even pick up the shit
I gotta take a flick of this shit (Let's go)
I know my haters be sick of this shit
I put a bitch on a bitch (On a bitch)
Wake in the morning, I look in the mirror, it's crazy, I'm really this rich (Shit crazy)
Feedin' my children and makin' my millions, I'm really as real as it gets (For real)
Poppin' them wheelies and shit
I got a Glock with a ten on that shit and a switch on that shit, know we been on that shit
You know my niggas be sendin' that shit, we be goin' to war, we be winnin' that shit
We be spinnin' that shit, we be bendin' that shit, we be gettin' that money and spendin' that shit
Fives and tens and twenties, we never don't count 'em, we give 'em to women and shit
I be drummin' on jet with my members and shit, everybody in my hood gon' remember this shit (Yeah)
Swear to God that my hood gon' remember this shit
We can go back and forth like it's tennis lil' bitch, I don't go back and forth with no women and shit
Yeah, if we start it, you know we gon' finish it, yeah
(KJ, what you got goin' on, man?)
(Eza on the beat, he cooked that shit)
Fourth quarter
I ain't even gon' lie, man, I've been on some shit, lately
For real
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I walk in the spot (Steppin')
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these niggas cannot compete
They know that I'm gettin' a lot
She give me the twat (Give me that)
Been countin' that pussy, I'm gettin' a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I fuck from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, this that city boy shit (Real city)
This shit crazy, we ain't evеn kiss, I put some shit on her wrist (Let's gеt it)
Shit was amazing, welcome the Lord's magic, flick of the wrist (Brr)
Pocket a chop' right next to the drop, you can't even pick up the shit
I gotta take a flick of this shit (Let's go)
I know my haters be sick of this shit
I put a bitch on a bitch (On a bitch)
Wake in the morning, I look in the mirror, it's crazy, I'm really this rich (Shit crazy)
Feedin' my children and makin' my millions, I'm really as real as it gets (For real)
Poppin' them wheelies and shit
I got a Glock with a ten on that shit and a switch on that shit, know we been on that shit
You know my niggas be sendin' that shit, we be goin' to war, we be winnin' that shit
We be spinnin' that shit, we be bendin' that shit, we be gettin' that money and spendin' that shit
Fives and tens and twenties, we never don't count 'em, we give 'em to women and shit
I be drummin' on jet with my members and shit, everybody in my hood gon' remember this shit (Yeah)
Swear to God that my hood gon' remember this shit
We can go back and forth like it's tennis lil' bitch, I don't go back and forth with no women and shit
Yeah, if we start it, you know we gon' finish it, yeah
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.