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[Intro: Meek Mill & Lil
Eastside to the westside
You already know how we
(Maybach Music)

Tay Keith, fuck niggas up!

[Verse 1: Mill]
My young nigga, he low, got no Instagram
But he do them for the fifty bands
Fear nothing, rum and that's on any man
We dope boy, we gon' smoke boy, out that minivan (Woah)
Off-White on my off-night
Niggas swing a punch, it be a lost
Told my dawg to put that up, that don't spark right
Money dancing at the clip, boy this a life
I be on the West, I know some real Crips
Going platinum with them choppas, making real
I done lost so many homies, I feel shit
So I been jumping out chopper like I'm Will Smith
Her ass fake but she a bitch
Suck me super good and she hard to deal with
And she don't post me either, she be on some chill
And she know if she fuck a lame, I cut her real

[Chorus: Meek
Cut that off (Cut that bitch)
If she a dime, she make my dick soft (Fuck that bitch)
the Saint Laurent, we having a drip off (Let it drip)
Nigga, I've been since the tip off (Tip off, woah)

2: Rick Ross]
G5, I got a set of twin
Me and Diddy, money not a big (Haha)
on a lake, and it's so remote
Half a brick in the Wraith, smoking on the
I got sliders will hit you for a stack
Walk up on you, strike you you was a match
Walk you in a dome, and I can't a patch
You was innocent but you was with a rat (Ha)
I got a two door with the Fendi
Two Cuban links, I'm living big as
I'm moving kilos like they funnel
Got me on a record, patience,