600 Racks

Uh, six hundred racks in a duffel, you either you with us or you ain't

You ain't, it's f*ck you

We came in this b*tch two Glocks, four pounds, and a ten

So we ain't gonna rumble

You get some money, they love you

As soon as you lose it, them hoes don't want you

Please

N*gga ran through the money, got way more humble

Ten to a twenty, I'm makin' it double

A ten on ya homie, I think he in trouble

Bro seen me make like ten Ms and he ain't get one

'Cause he ain't wanna hustle

I almost put a bird on a b*tch ass rap n*gga

Shh, but I ain't wanna fumble

N*ggas know how I'm layin', Glock 10s, FNs

63s, new Benz

F*ckin' her sis, I'm hittin' two twins

Better believe it, I run up this cash

I give bro and them like two Ms

She f*ck good, she gettin' a bag

I call Kim K, get her some SKIMS, yeah

Boss sh*t, n*ggas thinkin' I lost it

Made it out of my hardships

Tall b*tch throw it back and she toss it

Knock it out of the park sh*t

Dog sh*t, I been poppin' that dog sh*t

On some raisin' the bar sh*t

Car sh*t, brrp, you and your dog hit

Talkin' A and that R sh*t

One mill', two mill', three mill', four

I had that when I came in the door

I was still crack way back '04

I was still sharp way back for sure

She wanna f*ck for them racks for sure

He wanna kill for them racks for sure

I'm puttin' everybody out that want war

You'll eat, I'll kill young bull

I'm on that Berks Street, Diamond, Susqu, trap street

Yeah, the real up North

Walk through the valley, shadow of death

You try me, I'll make you real up North

I got the Spectre, that sh*t like electric

I gave it to Khi, it's still out North

Right on the block, it's still out North

I'm up top, got hittas out North

Uh, six hundred racks in a duffel, you either you with us or you ain't

You ain't, it's f*ck you

We came in this b*tch two Glocks, four pounds, and a ten

So we ain't gonna rumble

You get some money, they love you

As soon as you lose it, them hoes don't want you

Please

I'm doin' this sh*t with ease (Let's go)

She a lil' hood b*tch, mean as f*ck

For me, she get on them knees (Let's go)

Real hood n*gga I'm rockin' a Patek

This sh*t like three hundred Ps (Ah)

Bro and them pushin' that weed

Goin' live on n*gga real quick like Speed

Ya dig?

Too much motion

I went Cullinan, follow the Ghosts (All in the back)

N*ggas ain't havin' the way that we havin'

They get on some ho sh*t

Run up them rackeys, n*ggas turn into actors

And get on some broke sh*t

She caught the wave and surfed it

Lambo yacht real fast in the ocean

Bend through ya block on a big boy, coastin'

On 12, what the hell?

Get paid, f*ck jail

G43, this b*tch tuck well

She get paid to play with that water

I'm eatin' her out, this b*tch upscale

She f*ck well and stay to herself

Oh, behave, go get her Chanel

N*gga, I'm made, I'll sit in a cell

Before I tell and sit in a cell

So many nights they ain't give me no bail

We was all locked up sittin' in jail

Now Dubai on a yacht, we sail

Arabic dime don't know Meek Mill

I just told her my name Rihmeek

Ten Rolls Royce comin' through like a Sheik

Chase it, chase it, chase it, chase it

Uh, six hundred racks in a duffel, you either you with us or you ain't

You ain't, it's f*ck you

We came in this b*tch two Glocks, four pounds, and a ten

So we ain't gonna rumble

You get some money, they love you

As soon as you lose it, them hoes don't want you

Please