Exorcism (Turn Heads)

Intro: Meek Mill Yeah, Meek Millie Euroz what up? Young niggas get money Dream Chasers nigga Double M G (Verse 1: Euroz) Uh, from my city you know I’m the next 2 Caught some hate along the way, I expect to I take it niggas mad cuz we go harder than the rest do Sayin’ I’m the shit, well appoint me to the restroom You care less about the money, where respects do I’m Bob Fischer they contemplating my next move And scratch these niggas off, that’s the objеct Niggas only buzzin’ cause my tape hasn’t dropped yеt I’m the hottest out, if you ain’t get the news Fuck what these niggas talking, we let them bitches choose Loyalty is all you know, it ain’t no switch of cruise Feeling like we popped to blow and this one might’up lit the fuse Real nigga, my hate is wish that it was one (real nigga) Going hard to recognition, the bandz come Scrilled so much, nigga, you have thought I lost the loved one Money over everything, these bitches above none (Hook: Euroz) Beltbuckle, iron mask Walk up in the club, exorcism, ‘em niggas turn heads Celebrating, make a toast, nigga burnt bread Killed everything, that’s what my nigga Euroz said The summer’s ours, the winter’s too Top down in the winter that’s what winners do Fuck niggas, these bitches too All I need is this money my nigga it’s a due (Verse 2: Meek Mill) Before you get them hoes, go get your money right And I don’t fuck with broke niggas they’re the funny type Man I got every car, I live a hell of life But still I’m spending racks up on that jet to see my son in there Put a smile on his face, hundred thousands, fully case Just to set my niggas free, Mr.Chao when we ate All my niggas spanked out, dripped up, draped out All these flows they’re in my crib, my shit look like drake house Fuck niggas, them bitches too Testifying on your homie, that’s what snitches do Selling bricks and buying foreign when we get into I’m in the yellow panorama, look like pikachu Hah, these niggas mad ’cause I’m on now And everytime I’m in the building it be going down I don’t make it rain, I make it pour it down And money ain't a thing top down that boy found (Hook: Euroz) Beltbuckle, iron mask Walk up in the club, exorcism, ‘em niggas turn heads Celebrating, make a toast, nigga burnt bread Killed everything, that’s what my nigga Euroz said The summer’s ours, the winter’s too Top down in the winter that’s what winners do Fuck niggas, these bitches too All I need is this money my nigga it’s a due (Verse 3: Euroz) Bottle after bottle, get ‘em refilled Young, rich niggas book’em finest on the streets still Groupies got parkinson, just hard feeling em keep still Feeling like you running, now you know how me and Meek feel My nigga, I’m really winning these days Switch is suicidal, the women I swim in these days I knew from the beginning we was finna be paid And even know this life is good I ain’t finna behave Nigga we straight, so I can give two shits Knowing this is opportunity, only a few get Whole team balling, we the modern day blue chips And keep your girl close ’cause she provoking us to do list And niggas date ride’em, well of course to get seen And if she see a line, she go sort that shit clean These bitches be tryna kick it like they fourty fifteen Knowing that I’m winning, I’m coursed to get green (Hook: Euroz) x2 Beltbuckle, iron mask Walk up in the club, exorcism, ‘em niggas turn heads Celebrating, make a toast, nigga burnt bread Killed everything, that’s what my nigga Euroz said The summer’s ours, the winter’s too Top down in the winter that’s what winners do Fuck niggas, these bitches too All I need is this money my nigga it’s a due