lirik lagu meek mill – gta
[intro: meek mill]
certain sh~t i don’t even say
certain sh~t ain’t no need to say
yeah, big chasers, big chasers
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
[verse 1: meek mill]
hood n~gga, choppa to the jet, sh~t like gta
fly them hoes out, send a caddy, what’s the eta?
f~ckin’ on this oiled lightskin b~tch, look like lisa ray
n~ggas say it’s up with me, it’s stuck with me, sh~t, either way
watching all you weirdos on the ‘gram, it ain’t no need to say
who the realest in this sh~t? i took a stance to lead the way
i don’t want no smoke with you, i see you, you ‘gon plead your case
’cause my n~gga ‘gon go at you, and i’m ‘gon tell him, “bleed the brakes” (brrr)
yeah, brand new f&n, it ain’t no checkin’ in
i told thе promoter, “we can’t bring them drums, thеn we ain’t steppin’ in”
no rollin’ over, we got lawyer money, don’t do no questionin’
magnolia soldier, we gon’ make it clap, shooters like stephen and we warriors
comin’ down collins, ’bout to f~ck story up
wake up in cali, bad b~tch, waldorf astoria
fly her to bali, she ain’t tripping, she on the tour with us
poppin’ that p~ssy, actin’ different, she doin’ more for us (she acting different~different)
big racks, we got that b~tch tweakin’, yeah
spin back, we ’bout to get even, yeah (brrr)
n~ggas said it ain’t no smoke with me, you better leave it there
’cause if i see y’all n~ggas be poppin’ out, i put it even there, for real
ooh (brr—brrrr), i turned shorty up
sipping on that 1942, i got my .40 tucked
oh, you got your 42, n~gga, i got 40 of ’em
i rock carties, you can’t see my eyes ’cause i be pouring up
rip my young boy, that’s osama, hit my shawty up
told me never trust a stripping b~tch ’cause that’s what caught him up
every time you catch me in some sh~t, it cost like four and up
caught your homie lackin’ at the light, so sh~t, we tore it up
feds came and grabbed you ’bout them bricks, that’s when he brought me up (yeah, yeah)
(feds came and grabbed him ’bout them bricks, that’s when he brought me up, ayy)
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
i been riding with choppas, aces, i’m glad you brought him up
rip my uncle, free my young’un, b~tch we audi’ed up
i heard you f~cked around, i’m f~ckin’ now, i like to pass sh~t
i had sixty out of sixty~two, i’m talking bad b~tches
i talk cash sh~t, i like to crash sh~t
i’m vibin’ on fast whips, i might go lamb’ truck
i’m blowing it out if i get jammed up, them n~ggas ran, what?
threw his sh~t back if he ran up, meek asked, cuz
i make it jump then get it gone, n~gga, ask bud
i got his b~tch singing my songs and she half~blood
i’m half~rapper, whole~trapper, i got bad luck
turned into mamba when it’s drama, i don’t pass much
i post dawg and get cutty, i’ma shack somethin’ (yeah)
and every time we double back, my n~ggas whack somethin’ (yeah)
i ain’t been selling too much crack, b~tch, i got racks comin’
tell my b~tch i love her
and if you catch her cheating, n~gga, tell that b~tch it’s “f~ck her”
[outro: 42 dugg]
boy and her are eating, n~gga, i can’t wait to up it
b~tch~ass n~ggas
free them boys
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