LYRICS
作词 : Robert Williams/Demario White/Nikolas Papamitrou/Nii Tetteh
作曲 : Robert Williams/Demario White/Nikolas Papamitrou/Nii Tetteh
[00:00.0][Intro: Meek Mill]
[00:18.1]She give me the twat (Give me that)
[00:21.9]I know she a thot, still give her a shot
[00:24.9]You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
[00:25.9][Verse 1: Meek Mill]
[00:42.9]Wake in the morning, I look in the mirror, it's crazy, I'm really this rich (Shit crazy)
[00:45.7]Feedin' my children and makin' my millions, I'm really as real as it gets (For real)
[00:50.3]I got a Glock with a ten on that shit and a switch on that shit, know we been on that shit
[01:19.7]They know that I'm gettin' a lot
[01:56.6]Poppin' shit 'cause I was piss poor, hotter than grandmama Crisco (Go)
[02:02.9]I'm in DC with a red skin, big FN
[02:14.7]I know she a thot, still give her a shot
(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
Been countin' that shit, I'm gettin' a lot
I **** from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
Yeah, this that city boy shit (Real city)
This shit crazy, we ain't even kiss, I put some shit on her wrist (Let's get 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 leash (On a leash)
Poppin' them wheelies and shit
You know my niggas be sendin' that shit, we be goin' to war, we be pullin' 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' [?] 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 little 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
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I walk in the spot (Ooh)
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these niggas cannot compete
She give me the twat (Mmm, mmm)
Been countin' that shit, I'm gettin' a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I **** from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Hmm, hotter than juvie in '99 (Bah)
Drippin' Dior to my heel, pull up and hop out the whip to a lot of eyes (On me)
I put this shit on, for real, mixin' top dollar designer with Jordan 5s (Ghetto)
Really like **** these niggas, I gave 'em a couple tries, now I'm cutting ties (****
This my life, your entertainment, I want the money, **** bein' famous
Why is you fifty-three, still bangin'? (Huh?) Sick of these niggas, put me in containment
Umbrella in the Rolls case it rain, goin' wherever the money take me (Grr)
All this forever, don't it never change, don't think about it but I miss her brain (On God)
Hit the switch, let the stick blow, to ride this wave, you need a big boat
I taught my niggas to move a lil' smooth (Why?), you can't even tell what the feds sayin' (Spy)
[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 shit, I'm gettin' a lot
I **** from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)