[Intro: Meek Mill]

Bring it back tie you up

Treat you like a Chinese store nigga and chop you up

You feel that nigga, he play around we gon' kill that nigga

How you feel little nigga, tell em how you do the shit, how you kill lil niggas

[Verse 1: Lil' Snupe]

Meek put me in a battle, quick 10 g's

Rode in a black Bentley member I had a 10 speed

Young nigga getting money and that's real shit

And this really shit just happen nigga real quick

Man goddamn nigga I know I come yet

Ya girl say "goddamn Snupe you ain't cum yet"

And she know I run that

I got a hundred fucking thousand views on Cosmic Kev and it ain't been a month yet

I'm doing it, nigga came and get it I got the smoke

Niggas jam me everywhere Lil' Snupe name up in every coast

They say man that nigga ballin', nigga know how I come

Yeah he from Jonesboro I don't know where the fuck he from

But I don't even heard of that but that nigga got the super rap

And that nigga got that super map my niggas in a super traps

Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday

If it ain't by Sunday, we gon' get it Monday

If it ain't by Tuesday, then it's fucking doomsday

We gon have to hit you and sweep yo ass, broom day

Ain't no fucking playing around, ain't no fucking playing around

Nigga if we ain't got that money, ain't no fucking laying around

Nigga we be getting it, yeah I gotta go yeah

And tell em yeah I got cha yeah, yeah I got cha hoe yeah

Different city, different flight, different places, different nights

All in the studio I'm tryna fuckin' get my life right nigga

And make sure my circle be tight nigga

I be getting sleepy on them fuckin' flights nigga

But I gotta make sure my mama got on the lights nigga

And make that my people good for life nigga

I know my daddy sittin' in that cell going crazy

Thinking about Lil' Snupe like his life amazing

And he don't even owe me

That's my daddy but he don't really even know me

Shit really thowed, I grew up kinda young

I didn't go to school but I ain't grew up kinda dumb

See I learn from the streets what niggas rack up to beast

And niggas get in some beef

And a lot of niggas get deceased

And a lot of niggas be bitches, it's thowed

A lot of niggas really hoes in men clothes

I seen it with my eyes

I seen niggas say that they gon' ride

But them be them niggas who don't survive

I seen niggas go up to the court room, tell everything

But claim in the streets that them the niggas that bang

But when they get out after 10 fuckin' years

Man they try to fuckin' hang, like a lot of shit done changed

You a rat before, you a rat now

If you was a mac before then you mac now

If you a pussy then you a pussy now nigga

And if you a pussy then, then you can't get down nigga

See they say 'Snupe you grew up, you grew up without a father

But I see now that shit really just made you grind harder

My mama use to pray for me every night I was sitting in that cell, goin' straight to hell

Man I said I gotta get my flow

Remember sitting in my cell my mama on the phone

She sayin' "The devil got you boy"

I said "Yeah I know and I gotta let em go

Just keep praying for me and just pray that I get some hope"

And it's crazy man, I gotta get it right

15 years old I was looking at juvenile life

21, I ain't coming home for a long time

And my bitches steady writing but that ain't a long time

After a couple months, bitches stop writing nigga

And a lot of nigga start phone, I started fighting nigga

So I got out the people said "How?"

And then all them niggas just started wantin' to get down

And they see my coming up now

They bitches wanna fuck now

Cause bitches know what's up now

Got lean up in my cup now

Got purp up in my swisher

Got bitches all with me

Got my whole city with me

All the bitches getting jiggy

Nigga you better chill

Nigga this shit for real

I show you that you got a crib just like Uncle Phil

This shit right here we do it for the streets

DC we hold it down me and Meek, Louie V

Lee Mazin crazy as the fuck

This shit we doing in here this shit amazing as the fuck

[Verse 2: Lil' Snupe]

I gotta get it, gotta go

Nigga, I fuck bitches better watch ya ho

Nigga, know I got it we could hammer ass

Get Dru Major we gon' camera it

Bitch come get with it we could put you on

Your boyfriend mad, we'll put em on

Nigga, I got flow money

I done got so much of cake, I'm getting ho money

Swag on crazy, man I got the Timbs

Bitches love my swag

Niggas wish that they was him

'Cause when I walk in that building, nigga, I be fresh as fuck

Nigga don't really wanna test with us

Really nigga don't wanna flex with us

Ralph Lauren nigga this shit so exclusive

Bitch stupid face with a stupid booty

Bitches love to ride me like a damn scooter

Polo Ralph Lauren and my sweater Coogi

I'mma Louisana nigga and I never change

But I'm with my Philly niggas we finna run the game

Niggas already know I do my fucking thang

Uh, went and copped the watch and copped the fucking chain

Bitches love a nigga swag, yeah, I got it live

Said, fuck that damn Jordan and went and copped the 5

Bitches be on my line all the damn time

I be lying to them bitches like you on my fuckin' mind

But I really be focus just on this money

All in the studio, this Sig Sauer hurtin' my stomach

And I'm steady getting a headache

But I gotta get my bread straight

And I gotta get my mind right

So I be in that limelight

Shit, I said fuck it, get it

Nigga wanna endorse me free Jordans I'm with it, fuck it

Nigga I came from nothing I got the tag right

Like I'm just getting my swag right

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]

And I went and bought a Jag right

And all these rappers throwin' jazz right

I know these pussy niggas mad like

'Cause I live the cash life, and I'm in the mad light

Everywhere I go my niggas growin' racks

I been to jail, but I ain't goin' back

I had to prove myself to show 'em that

Came up myself, so I ain't owe 'em that

So fuck what a enemy think

I'm goin' hard, I'mma monster, we drink

Shout out to Louie V, shout out to Lil' Snupe

He probably cop a four door, he probably cop a coupe

I'm on some Beanie Seagel shit, nigga, 'cause I'm the truth

I got a ladder on me like I'm tryin' to climb a roof

With my army fatigues, got it all in my league

Long clip, and it's all in my sleeve

Said God, he got the ladder, so it don't even matter

Shitin' on these niggas, they piss fillin' they badder

Niggas talk shit, they ain't eatin', where your platter

I made a hundred thousand last week, it was

My nigga Brick back home now

And I told him that it's on now

Ya'll niggas weak, we be smokin' strong now

We don't even roll L's, we doin' the bong now

A lot of niggas got murdered

For runnin' they mouth and talking shit that they ain't heard of

Bad bitch with me, she got it slurpin'

She call me baby, I gotta eat it, no Gerber

Say, I got a bitch named Tisha

She be with Keisha, and she be with Ayesha

I be on the block, said I used to smoke reefer

Now I play the block, big pump, street sweeper

K.O.D., I tell 'em hoes to sweep up

Slow [?] hoodie on, tell 'em keep up

Bit- (gibberish)

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Uh, I done bought every car

Fucked every broad, different Rollie every arm

Squad iced out, we'll turn your lights out

Summer time, new kicks, goggles on, bikes out

Banshee in the air, see the lights out

Niggas prayin' "I hope Meek Milly wipe out"

But I'm stayin' on, nigga, and we goin' strong

Man, Snupe off the top, and we goin' long

We do this shit, we move the bricks

See ya'll niggas is rookies, ya'll so new to this

Horseshoes, I'm true to this

You playin' 'round nigga, [?] that shit