lions & eagles (feat. meek mill)

Omega
Uh
I just maxed out with this lil' b***h up in Barneys
With the bag out I walk in and lit up the party
I just smashed out with this lil' b***h in the 'Rari
And I cashed out I'm a playboy rockin' Cartis yeah
Cypress
My lil' b***h from the D told me rock my buffs
We still duckin' from them D's tryna rock it up
N***as p***y throwin' flags tryna chop it up
What
Handsome n***as in the streets we get to poppin' up
Boom boom
Caught him comin' out the club so s**t we shot it up
Brrt
B***h was hangin' with the opps so s** t we shot at her
Brrt
Show no mercy on them *****es they ain't live enough
**** 'em
They too broke to go to war s* *t they ain't got enough
Broke-a*s n***as
Ooh we gon' come out
Yeah
Too much money it ain't funny I won't run out
At all
In the trenches I'ma bring my Bentley truck out
Skrrt
Tryna be low behind them tints but I still stuck out
You ain't tryna give me that p* **y get the **** out
Stack it in the winter in the summer we gon' bust out
Uh-uh
Threw some s**t ain't hit nobody and he struck out
H*es
Caught that n***a slidin' home and he got dug out gang
Meek MillTee Grizzley
More money more b***hes
More millis more riches
What else
Yeah yeah
N***a
Bendin' corners on a four-wheeler
Skrrt
Made some more money so I bought some more killers yeah yeah
Only bosses talkin' n***a shut the **** up
B***h a*s up
Hate my opps so much I should go get 'em dug up
Dig 'em up
Don't **** on broke b***hes no more baby I'm stuck-up
Ican't do it
Up that chopper on my brother I don't trust nothin' wait wait
N***a killed my auntie let me live boy you foolish
When you die and go meet her she gon' tell you you stupid
If these *****es got a problem you know I got a solution
We gon' do it like math subtract everybody included
I like ****in ' b***hes soon as we meet
Only street n***a from the D made more money than me was Meech
First one go touch a hundred without goin' to jail is me
Only n***a with a song hard as First Day Out is Meek
Boy you sweet
Heard you let them n***as rob you we gon' rob you too
But they ain't shoot you when I rob you I'ma pop you too
Boom
He ain't drop yet off the Glock shoot the chopper too
Brrt
I'll **** a n***a main b***h side b***h too
Both n***a
Meek MillTee Grizzley
More money more b***hes
More millis more riches
What else
Yeah yeah
N***a
Bendin' corners on a four-wheeler
We ain't done yet hold up
Made some more money so I bought some more killers yeah yeah
Hold up wait a minute y'all thought I was finished
Hold up
Hardest chain in the game this s**t all in Guinness
How you gon' get ahead you keep runnin' off on n***as
I got 'em sick like I had a cold and coughed on n***as
I'm the same n***a from Joy Road with them dreads yeah them locks
Gang
When I was 'round they stayed in 'cause the clip curled on the chop
Bang
We'll air you out we'll tear you down no flyin' up this block
I'ma bust it down into rocks then go bust down me a watch n***a