[Verse 1: Mill]
Uh, In the kitchen H.A.M again with them birds like Cam and them I'll tell you whats the word the tan is in We them niggas on the with them hammers in Whole brick, throw it on the triple If it get hectic we gon stretch it like a Ain't no if I touch it then its Mr. Clean I be in your section, me and my nigga Dean Ghost boy in the ghost I bread I ain't talking toast nigga Whole team of killers, im the coach Presidential on my now take your votes nigga Rookie of the year, in the rear I got some bad bitches will get it there If you dont wanna get it we gon them there If its heavy O' Melly comin in the lear Brick Squad like Wack and If its like D. Howard I get a block for them I dont touch it I just leave it up to Tak and started, was a drought but we was poppin' then
Lean wit it, wit it some bak up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon pot it When it get right we drop that ice and it lock wit it I them Lean wit it, wit it some bak up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon pot it When it get right we drop ice and make it lock wit it
2: Meek Mill]
I made a million off a mixtape, nigga get your straight Im that raw shit, you sellin that whip weight Cookin up a whole bird I make my wrist ache When I pulled up to the club you should've seen your face Ugh, 50 cash in my pocket, nigga I got stash in my pocket Im Blowin' Money Fast in my I said its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my Talkin ass ass ass ass all I get is cash LIV my last tag, I could've bought a fast Jag The way these bitches waving at me you thought a cab past No wonder why you hatin' on me wit your mad ass Rolee on me cost a brick Killers me ain't got no pics These bitches ain't got no sense So we a movie on them bitches, no script
[Verse 3: Mill]
36 treat it like a bitch Cause I hit it then I send it to the other Call me anything, don't me by my government Cause I'm out here in the jungle we be selling bricks Half niggas in my hood be on some telling shit We be on if u snitchin' crack your melon shit If I ain't rockin' with the its Parabellum shit Papi bring on the boat he know we selling shit Lean wit it, wit it, posted Mac 11 in the lot wit it 750 busy wit a box in it So they pull us over they dont find them Glocks in it