Meek
It's getting colder than ever
Oh yeah oh yeah
Uh
It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater
Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever
This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch,
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches
These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags
All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag
And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black
Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts
Uh Percocet, I just need some more of that
I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback
I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than cul-de-sac
F*cking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back
These niggas wanna talk that shit it ain't nothing
Poppin all that shit right now, it ain't nothing
These niggas might do that cappin but I swear that I ain't bluffing
And I'm just tired of niggas
And I'm just tired of bitches
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
These niggas so down bad, how you go riches to rags
It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater
Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever
This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch,
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches
These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags
All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag
And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black
Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts
Uh percocet, I just need some more of that
I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback
I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than culdesac
F*cking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back
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Meek
It's getting colder than ever
Oh yeah oh yeah
Uh
It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater
Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever
This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch,
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches
These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags
All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag
And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black
Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts
Uh Percocet, I just need some more of that
I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback
I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than cul-de-sac
F*cking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back
These niggas wanna talk that shit it ain't nothing
Poppin all that shit right now, it ain't nothing
These niggas might do that cappin but I swear that I ain't bluffing
And I'm just tired of niggas
And I'm just tired of bitches
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
These niggas so down bad, how you go riches to rags
It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater
Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever
This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch,
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches
These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags
All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag
And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black
Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts
Uh percocet, I just need some more of that
I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback
I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than culdesac
F*cking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back
It's getting colder than ever
Oh yeah oh yeah
Uh
It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater
Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever
This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch,
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches
These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags
All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag
And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black
Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts
Uh Percocet, I just need some more of that
I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback
I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than cul-de-sac
F*cking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back
These niggas wanna talk that shit it ain't nothing
Poppin all that shit right now, it ain't nothing
These niggas might do that cappin but I swear that I ain't bluffing
And I'm just tired of niggas
And I'm just tired of bitches
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
These niggas so down bad, how you go riches to rags
It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater
Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever
This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch,
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches
These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags
All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag
And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black
Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts
Uh percocet, I just need some more of that
I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback
I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than culdesac
F*cking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back
Writer: Malik Barrow
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