I'm Killin' Em

[Intro]

(Flamerz!) I'm killin' these niggas

Somebody call the fuckin' coroner!

(These niggas is dead!) It's Meek Milly, nigga

Jahlil Beats, holla at me!

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

I say, dirty money, new work

Smell it on my new shirt (Smell that!)

Lying make these niggas feel good but the truth hurt

A lot of niggas do dirt, get it in return

But enough of dirt doing have you sitting with the worms

Bloods dripping, tissue burn

Bullets rip your soul up

Hollow tips fucking up your head like a bowl cut

When my niggas roll up, they be like "hold up"

But I be like "fuck that" cause I do enough rap

Rubber make them pussies bow down like a touchback (Yeah!)

I ain't with the talking, tell 'em spark 'em like a blunt wrap (Spark 'em)

Twist them like a Backwood, black laid black hood

Dicked down ski'd up

Hoes down, G's up (I remember!)

I couldn't get no Gucci, but I could get an Uzi

Spray up your hood and hit your neighbors just for being nosy (Watch out!)

Truthfully, I don't be up on that gun shit (Nah!)

I be on some Puerto Rico chilling with a young bitch (Yeah!)

You niggas on that dumb shit, bum shit

My niggas got them birds and come and get a drumstick (Brrrrr)

I am cooked crack to the oils

All this rapping got me shining like aluminum foil

You niggas ain't loyal

Money, envy and greed will destroy you

All over a dollar sign (A dollar sign)

Meek Milly, I am Columbine

And I'm hotter than you niggas like a thousand times

[Chorus: Meek Mill]

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

Look at my pockets bitch, check out the Audemar

Perfect timing, I'm shining

Like a diamond, but never mind it

I'm killin' em, I'm killin''em

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]

You niggas ain't thoro, see me scream "uh-oh"

I pop with the uh-oh, what the fuck is up cuzzo? (What else?)

My dogs off the muzzle (Yeah)

My president is black (Huh!)

The Lac, the MAC, and everything's black

I'm back for the stacks, ho nigga, call a coroner

On the e-way I got the body in the [?] (Hah!)

My niggas is riders (Yeah), we the frequent flyers (Yeah)

Why you think the cars ain't got no muhfuckin' mileage?

Shake down violent, serve it to them raw

Like I took off the Trojan middle finger to the law (Yeah)

Ya I'm killin' em, Set It Off stealin' em

Run up on em strapped with the goons Meek Millin' em

If it pop off in the club, my niggas started it

Crime rate go up, my stacks be a part of it

I'm a rockstar, you can call me Sonny Bono

I'm a cowboy, you can call me Tony Romo, argh!

[Chorus: Meek Mill]

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

Look at my pockets bitch, check out the Audemar

Perfect timing, I'm shining

Like a diamond, but never mind it

I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]

Uh, green light, red light

Shining like a headlight (Shining!)

Shwaty got her head right

I be there every night (Yessir!)

But fuck that, I be stuck in the trap like I'm a dead mice

Watching for them fed lights, trying to get my bread right (Argh!)

Yeah, I'm like Stroehmann if you know me (Stroehmann)

Grey and black spur on dubs call it Ginobili (Ha-ha)

You niggas like 40, can't stick me to hold me

I'll kill you if you think about telling like Boldy (Murder)

Cause all that snitching shit, we don't play that (We don't play that!)

That K will spin a nigga wheel, Pat Sajak (Ha!)

Abandoned houses (Houses), where the tape at? (Where the tape at?)

Pool stick all in his ass, tell him, "Take that" (Love it!)

I need a Maybach, better yet a Phantom

If you killin' these niggas out there, this the anthem (This the anthem!)

I ain't a pretty nigga (Naw), I ain't handsome (Naw!)

I'm just grimy, with a MAC-90 (Brrrat!)

I'm from North Side but South Side where you find me (Yeah!)

In the trenches where ninety percent of niggas grimy (Grimy!)

And they dirty, clips whole thirty

On the block with that Yao Ming, you heard me

My north niggas, they'll kill you for a point (A point)

They kidnap your mom and rape your sister for a joint (Rape her)

Shot your daddy in the head

All over that money they'll carry you to bed

Yeah... he-he

[Chorus: Meek Mill]

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

Look at my pockets bitch, check out the Audemar

Perfect timing, I'm shining

Like a diamond, but never mind it

I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em

I'm killin' em, call a coroner

I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em

I'm killin' em, call a coroner