meek mill – amf* lyrics
[snippet]
[roddy ricch]
package, i had racks on racks
gotta keep the pump on me, i’ma have a asthma attack
i’m a crip n-gga, gotta put my set on the map
keep a double cup, gotta pour fours on fours
water on me, i could pull a jetski
a real n-gga behind bars, they had to let me out
now five bad b-tches wanna s-x me down
hunnids b-tches [??], then we kick back
the richard millie stole my wrist back
60 and a 100 racks, i did that
got k!llers on go, [??] can’t leave back
gotta keep blue faces in the middle console
roddy ricch, all i know is popping rubber bands
i remember i was sitting in the projects
with a dollar bill, then i turned it into a hunnid bands
it ain’t my fault if your main b-tch choosing
straight outta compton, i’m a rich n-gga, i’m ruthless
hopped in the dawn, i forget where the roof is
nine millie, i’m a snap a b-tch, i shoot, chill
this a big body, barely can park it
my diamonds shaking n-gga, my wrist got parkinsons
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