You're now rockin' with the corner
Real D-boy, ball like Ume Onu
Stunt like Meech Houston, my men spray mad
Shit like you're cut shorter than Kim K. bad
She ain't hard to tell I'm next
You can smell a check
I ain't gotta squeeze, I coach them hitters, Belichick
Hella fresh arrogant, they tried to humble me
Pulled up black and yellow, transform to Bumblebee
M's on my hood, VVS's on my neck
YSL on my clothes, I murdered the alphabets
I'm a G, you ain't nothin', somebody shoulda stooped you
Nicer than me only on April 1st, they Fucci
It's Meek Milly, North Philly know I'm alive
They say I'm blazin', super hotter than summertime
Goons with me, hundred shots, it's drummin' time
Runnin' time, no time to catch up like Duncan Hines
I'm a beast like Blake Griffin
We ain't slippin'
Louis luggage, I ain't trippin'
Air shippen', G4 and the weed tourin'
I tell 'em feed me beats, I can see more
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
Haha, this what we do
Maybach, we the untouchable
Fire truck limo, where you at, nigga?
Slow down, you're murkin' 'em
You're too hot, hot boy, turkin' 'em
Surround 'em, circle 'em
Put 'em down like it's radar, AR
Fifteen with me on my day off
My nigga, I'm 'bout that
I wet that shit and I rock that
That's your bitch, I been done got that
You don't want these problems, oh no, not that
One time for hip-hop, fuck it, don't love it
You might fool the public, but we know you suckas
Suckas, full blooded, all around bustas
Fuck it, you and I ain't even no discussion
Trust me, truly I'm just tryna get off
I ain't tryna eat small, I'm just tryna Warren Buffett
Buffet, whatever, ten somethin' for leather
Kinda cost me a grip, though I be livin' out luggage
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
MMG be killin' (be killin' 'em)
MMG be killin' (we gon' slow down)
Aw man, I tried to tell y'all, man
Top to bottom, MMG, we stronger than ever, nigga
Breeze, talk to 'em
Gotta get street, gutter
Hard like breeze, you green?
Sucka, not in my league
You lame, nothin' less MMG
When you go out there and hustle, watch everybody eat
When you lookin' like money, guess everybody eats
And we ain't ran shit, these everybody's streets
Hard, soft, we rock it better
O's, pounds, we cop whatever
Sixteenth get the money
Still on the paper routes, still flippin' dummies
Every folk khaki down, every nigga hungry
Famished, they be grabbin' hammers
Goin' out hunting, these wolves on the prowl
Cockatoo ridin' out, shoutin' out, "Milk Town"
Creased up, Capri slugs too loud
Weed in the air, pass by like a shootin' cloud
We out here, blue collar boys
Ohio niggas makin' a new kinda noise
Black, blue and tan, it's your 9-to-5 niggas
Old rap and old man with Saran, it's survival of the fittest
We shootin' outside, I'm tryna kill shit
Funny how these niggas won't ride when times are realest
A revolutionary for respect
I'm feelin' Dickey's shirt, seven buttons to the neck
Maybach Music
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