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Oh it's hot man
Meek Millys coming

for the walkthrough Im not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga a carpool
all this hot shit, every single bar cool
Diamonds in the rollie face, cartoon
Call me Meek Milly I play that shit
Got me on my nappy braids before the Maybach
Riding in the wheels of fortune, Pat Sajak
And all I rock is Balmain I made that shit
I've been, front row fashion
Looking like I'm in the
Sitting in the foreign leather, softer than a roll
Make a movie on your bitch, tell her friend to get a
You she was innocent
We like she been a ho
Chopping up benzos
Me yo in the friend zone
She told you I was friendzoned,
I'm in the
Touchdown a 2 point conversion
her that dick long
She busting the clip long
Uber to your bitch home nigga

I got a fever bitch, hot outside I got a fever
Feeling sick I gotta fever
In these philly situations is
ain't respecting the youth and
The ain't respecting the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is real shit the truth and

The money turned bitch into a gold digger
The money got me like the old Jigga
And Jigga even me you a cold nigga
They ain't me I was broke
But I niggas and I told niggas
That I would dispose
Went to buy a pair of
at the rawest dealer
Brand new tag
never made me mad
You get at your baby
I'm flyer than her dad
Looking at my
What that Hundred-eighty cash
Looking at my bitch, she remind me of a Dash
We was selling rock before Kareem Biggs, and Dash
Oh you think you fly with lil' dream chasin' ass?
We don't chase bitches, we chase and that [D'ussé]
when you get money, the hoes do whatever you say
Riding in a drop head, Phantom with the
And if you're just hearing this, then it's probably too

I got a fever bitch, hot I got a fever bitch
Feeling sick I gotta bitch
In philly streets situations is
ain't respecting the youth and
The youth respecting the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is real shit the truth and

Meek
Mack
Get silly
to Philly
Come see it and direct
You know it, God