Lyrics: Meek Mill/Charles Dumazer/Audrey Ducasse
Music: Audrey Ducasse/Charles Dumazer/Meek Mill
Producer: C-Sick
C-Sick, C-Sick, C-Sick
[Meek Mill]
Uh, shawty was frontin', now she throw that p***y at me (Throwin' that shit
Told her meet me at the clearport, she got happy (She got hyped)
B***h, you don't want these problems, Lil Scrappy (You don't want problems
If you talk, when you see me, just don't dap me, for real
Back on my savage shit , got that b***h off accident (Yeah
****ing these ratchet hoes, stay on her knee like Kaepernick, yea
I just been havin' it, lovin' this money, I'm passionate, yeah
Once I **** like Meechy, hoe, give you my ass to kiss, paus
Nigga said he hit my hoe, so what
B***h, I hit that too, yea
She said she don't swallow, grow up
This shit grown-ups do, uh
I'ma put a check on your b***h as
Homie gon' spin back through, yeah
Catch you on the block where you swim with the gang
Turn your whole shit Piru-ru
Get some p***y on a plane (On a plane
This the type shit that I do (I do)
Who your WCW? (Who dat?)
The the type of hoes I screw (I screw)
This the type of hoes I got (I got)
New Hermes flip flops (Sheesh)
If ain't got no time for the hoe and I really like her, she'll get a wrist watch (Gang)
[Meek Mill]
Do a split on the d**k (Do a split
If you really with the shits, lil' nigga (Lil' b***h
She ask her friends (What?), "Should I let him hit?" (What they say?)
She say, "Girl, you better **** him if he rich"
He gettin' it, bad b***h, hittin' it (Whoa)
New foreign, whippin it (Skrt)
Blue face, crippin' it (Crippin' it)
I go all day, count them Benjamins (Benjis)
I'm rich, really is
You sick, syphilis (Yeah, uh)
[Melii ]
?Quién es la mami que manda?
No tienes mula so yo te di banda'
'Tamos fuma'o de la ganja
Pila de tigueres, rabia con alma
I let them eat up the nana, dip on a b***h, like, 'See you'
Ma?ana"
Baddest lil' b***h in my genre
I got your baby dad ****ing up commas
Icy, icy, icy, drip all on me, watch me when I move (When I move)
If you like 'em freaky, baby, she could come here, too (For real?)
You could eat this b***h while I watch her ****ing you
Call that hoe a Uber when we done, it's up to you (Oh, yeah)
Who your MCM? B***h, I make him swipe
I won't mention these hoes, I might give them life
I just want the head, you can't spend the night (Oh my god)
Kissin' him sloppy, callin' him papi, that shit get him hype (Que perro)
[Meek Mill]
Do a split on the d**k (Do a split
If you really with the shits, lil' nigga (Lil' b***h
She ask her friends (What?), "Should I let him hit?" (What they say?)
She say, "Girl, you better **** him if he rich"
He gettin' it, bad b***h, hittin' it
New foreign, whippin it (Skrt)
Blue face, crippin' it (Crippin' it)
I go all day, count them Benjamins (Benjis)
I'm rich, really is
You sick, syphilis (Yeah, uh)
Audio Engineer: Alex Estevez/Steven Xia
Mixing Engineer: Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Recording Engineer: Anthony Cruz
Mastering Engineer: Colin Leonard
Vocals: Meek Mill