Meek Mill — Bitches

[Intro] I know why you mad, nigga, yeah I know why you mad, nigga Jahlil Beats, holla at me! [Verse 1] Uh, I said my neck like "bling" My wrist like "blaow" These niggas jacking my flows and stealing my style You niggas sounding so old, I'm looking like now I'm 'bout to cop a Bugatti, these niggas like "How?" 'Cuz I'm young and I get it Biggest P on my fitted Money knockin', who is it? My money come with them bitches 'Cause bitches don't come with money Niggas be looking funny My bank account full of commas, and my pockets be full of hundreds Bounce with me, smoke an ounce with me That nigga sellin' bricks? Tell him bring a house with it My nigga like a wide receiver, run a route with it He show you how to get it in and move it out with it I say, all my niggas talk bricks My dawgs don't rap I'm the only one spittin', my dawgs sell crack Say, y'all talking that shit, oh I be in that Trap Riding around with that Mac, whoa [Chorus] I'm gettin' money, I'm fucking hoes I got a hoe that be on that fucking pole And she be on that fuckin' pole And that mean that she fuckin' [?] I like bitches and money, I like money and bitches Yeah she famous, we fuckin, but it ain't none of yo business All these niggas be hatin', I don't fuck with them niggas I let them niggas keep hating, I keep on fucking they bitches, wassup [Verse 2] I say bitch shake that ass, gone shake them titties Bitch, shake that ass like you work at Magic City She loving the crew, I ain't talking 'bout Drizzy Probably run with OVO, and I be in Toronto city, whoa!