Outro - Meek Mill
I just call my homie and he say he got a lick
He said he know a p_ssy n_gga with a hundred bricks
So we gon' ride up on em, slide up on em with them sticks
Feelin' to pop up at his crib like a f_ckin' magic trick
To the safe like you ace n_gga open focus
But this cab of n_ggas ridin' like a locomotive
Where the cash at? Show me where your stash at
Before I let the 40 in ya eye and leave that ass flat
P_ssy ass n_ggas man it's tax season
Make a move and this muthaf_ckin mac squeezin'
Act decent, bet them hollows leave your back leakin'
N_gga searchin' for the coke like we crack feindin'
I got a hundred killas on my team
Young n_ggas gettin' greasier than Vaseline
Had a dream, momma chasin' with them mac machines
Put a n_gga on the cover of a magazine
Home invasion, news paper got a man down
Hold his n_gga legs, I'm a tie his hands down
Let em chase it, just to know we ain't playin' round
He ain't gotta get up on your knees, n_gga head down
Bocka. You f_ckin' with a shotta
I'm bangin' 2Pac, "My Ambitionz As A Ridah"
I got the oo-wop. tryna' get it for my momma
And we gon flush everything at them boys get behind us
Cause we ain't comin' home
I'm in another zone
Ridin' with my dogs we just want another bone
I got another lick, so I got another chrome
I ain't gettin' to the money n_gga then there's something wrong