meekz - hoods hottest (pt.2) lyrics
[verse]
all them long days fl!cking in the whip
stacking for a crib, got the spinner on my hip
had to whip+whip, now it’s close to six figures on my wrist
went from little bits and hitting l!cks
can’t believe i did the brits, dave, fred’, ghetts and giggs
getting paid off a stage, i’m really going leg’
i feel like money mitch, i’m broke baby, they know that i’m rich
them man are still gassed off of phones and sticks, clothes and kicks
you ever spent ten racks on a fit, posted it and didn’t wear it
you ever been offered big quid’s and had to air it, turnt down bare sh+t
i feel to split it with my hitter and share it
do a mazzaeen for my boy, some days i can’t barе it
but if i let the rare tarе rip
the .38’s sick, make a pr+ck see the pearly gates quick
got me questioning who i’m really mates with
face hot so you can catch a face lift, tryna take pics
same old, same sh+t, different day, same tip
easy to make it, you gotta maintain it
i ain’t gotta fake it, show you how to level up and lane switch
money meekz i drop a mission on the beat like a paid hit
i ain’t got a kid and if i did, i’d do the driz and not claim it
but watching me, i can’t blame it, take a pic and frame it
meekz manny bet the name rings a bell
i’m flaming, only thing i hate is when a n+gga starts hating
really don’t rate it, i was lit way before the fame sh+t
i was gonna say some hot sh+t, i had to change it
rearrange it ‘cah i’on wanna bait sh+t
i shot the vid and then i changed it
do it like the rs q3 or the rs q8 rims
i bought the rs off the hoods hottest savings
and since we’re on the topic of the hate things
ladies if you ever get grabbed it’s no comment, say nathan
until solicitors arrive you ain’t gotta give a statement
this new tings old, ancient, bro’s so blatant
putting money in boxes like donations
sh+t’s bigger than my city, i’m litty across the whole nation
and if i drop a hit then they’ll run it, i know they rate the old stations
this is for my hitters in kitchens that’s whipping with no apr+ns
free the mandem, they got ’em locked with the masons
i got more white and dark spots than dalmatians
ask pops, the shops hot, think i’m on obs, getting watch by surveillance
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