You Be Killin’ ’Em- Remix

(Verse 1)

I said shawty mind clear with the jewels drippin' off em

She say I be killin' em

I say get a coffin

Stuntin I be often

They like "What it cost him?"

Whole team fulla green you would think we Boston

Swollen, Ballin

Flow be on the faucet

Middle man shut yo damn mouth call a boss in

Big money on the table nigga why you talkin

Black and yellow 'maro, murder scene, caution

Tape, scrape, all I get is hate

Chillin' in the mansion, all you see is gate

She say that I'm handsome she thinking 'bout a date

But I'm just tryna take her home I'm thinking bout a "safe"

I was just booked they had me bidding in the pen house

Couple months later now I'm sittin in the penthouse

Bitches fuckin' everywhere you thinking it's a pimphouse

Engineer lookin' when that boy gon' pull his pen out

No pen no pad

This shit so sad

Dippin in the Aston

This bitch so fast

This bitch so bad

I treat her so nice

I came so fast

I had to go twice

Rob me, no dice

Better get your dope slice

Puffin on the diesel gettin higher than the coke price

Nigga, you a rat, you a talkin to them folks type

I'm more like the bull that could get 'em by the bow type

This be- homicide

All black whipped you would think it's on my side

I'mma get money laid back kinda guy

If you dead broke, nigga why you mindin mine?

Yah, you gettin paid for this shit?

I dont needa see the work I'm gettin paid by the bricks

Ciroc and lemonade in the shade with your bitch

She sent you straight to the voicemail

Shame on your bitch

(Chorus)

You wussup girl

I gotta ask you

If you suckin would you eat the nut?

Cashews

I'm countin money so you know I'm good at math boo

She frontin' on you tryna cover up yo' tattoos

Girl why you killin him?

She tryna go at me

I'm tellin' her to deal with him

And if you notice me

Then you will see some will in him

Rocks in the bezzle

Bigger then some M&m's, HA!

(Verse 2)

High school I was ballin, Reese Rice

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I hustle all day I don't even eat right

Cause Im just tryna get a ticket no police light

That's a milli bitch

I'm on that Philly shit

And I'm just tryna make a movie like I'm Willy Smith

Come to my hood, show you how real it gets

Niggas thats padlocked tell you that they feelin this

(Outro)

It's Meek Milli bitch!

Philly!

I swear to god

Ain't no competion and I dont even own a composition

You wassup girl, I gotta ask you, if you suckin

Would you eat the nut?

Cashews! Haha!

Real talk though, no pen no pad flow

Shit is so sad tho

It's your boy Meek Milli signin' the fuck out

We make movies- bitch!