$lay - Meek Mill, A$AP Ferg

Yeah

Chasing

Chasing that bag, chasing that bag

Chasing

Whoo

Aye

Lil' fish

Woke up this morning I had a ménage

Loaded the foreigns I packed the garage

We do it big like we back in the Stuy

Maybe I’ll sell if I rap and I lie

Maybe I’ll sell if I let niggas write it

These niggas swagger jacking and they buyin'

This for my niggas trappin' out them Hondas

Tryna get designer, Gucci they attire

Walk in this building, it’s quiet

I break a heart then I buy it

I probably get her a Birkin

I take that back, shit I’m lying

I’m on the jet when I’m flying

I’m in the Bentley, I’m wheelin'

I’m in the trench with my niggas and I know the feeling to see 20 million

Funny money niggas counterfeit

I could tell you ain’t been around the shit

Like a swiper, when I got the black card

80 up in Barneys if I count the fit

Seen the money, and I know the sound of it

It go (vrrrt vrrrt!)

That’s a lot of it

Know that language that money machine clicking

They been rap dissing, I ain’t seen, niggas

Know Omelly ready, I got Dean with us

And that 7 on me, I got Leem with us

Like that dirty dirty, how I lean niggas

And wrist on subzero like freeze nigga

Finish them niggas, yeah I put an end to them niggas

I’m on the roof with that scope

When I hit them little bitches like Remy my nigga

You save 'em, we slay 'em

Girl I ball

Whip whip whip, whip it

Me and your bitch in a Bentley

Making it rain when she strippin'

Hold up the umbrella like Bentley

Fuck with a nigga that’s righteous

Call me Mr. East Coast I’m the tightest

I remember when bedbugs was biting

God bless me like a nigga got sinus

Ooh, Holy Ghost, I’m a baptist

Fucking them ratchets

Might get a Met Gala actress

Who give me the top when I slap it

Feeling like DJ Khaled

She grindin' on my dick getting careless

Man I had to kill this beat, I’m a savage

Meek Milly top 20 on the atlas

Back in this bitch and you know we reloaded

Look at the credits and tell you who wrote it

I had that bitch on my dick and she rode it

And she wouldn’t speak to you niggas and you know it

I’m out in Cali I’m looking for Khloe

Kylie and Kourtney or maybe a Kendall, finesse with that swagger

You know I’ma swindle you niggas don’t get into shit that I’m into

Shit that I’m saying will prolly offend you

You acting rowdy like Bobby was with you

You only talk when that molly up in you

Man, you’ll figure out when that tommy’ll hit you

Got bad bitches in the A, down in MIA, talking in the bay

When I’m on the west, we ain’t giving fades

Cause I got the cake, Draco with the laser on it

I hit her page, I’m on it

I like her pictures for warning

DM that bitch for the kill

She answer back, I’ma swarm it

Probably all be in Florida

I put your bitch in that cool water

Say I remind her of 2Pac

32 shots in my oowop

She fuck me good, get a new Benz

She keep it tricking a new shop

Went to Miami on Monday

By Tuesday I heard that them dudes shot

I do not know about situations

'Cause I never ever talk to cops

I will not speak if you made a statement

Cause I know the do’s and the do not’s

You save ‘em, we slay 'em

Girl I ball

Look at the ride it’s filthy

Look at that shit man

Earlier I was just standing there looking at this shit

Like god damn

There’s really a Wraith, a Bentley, a Bentley, a Maybach and a bullet proof car

This the shit i really be on you know what I’m saying

It’s the life

Im really happy around like

This is real shit