Meek Mill — The Fix

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] We making movies bitch, go get ya popcorn I was selling butter way before I got an arm Mac eleven with a ladder in the top draw Staring at my chain and get ya watch gone Feeling like Tony, straight back from MIA [?] murder any rapper in my way No pics, leave em MIA [?] said I [?] down in MIA Rawer than a brick, harder than the cook Party where the law at, ya niggas shook Betta tuck ya chain homie before ya get it took We shooting the film, shoulda did a book Cause I re-threw ya niggas Ya ass soft as glass, see through ya niggas My goons ready to shoot, I'm like be cool ya niggas [?] small money to remove ya niggas Lookin' at my Rolly it's about that time Time to get that money know I'm on my grind Omelly in the kitchen bout to drop that nine I got no love for niggas that drop that dime I'm in the mitt, jump up out the hood to the sticks [?] passager like Meagan Good in a whip Riding in the trenches with the wolfs and the pit On the way to see my OG, he good with the brick North Philly nigga, Bird street exactly Wrist should tell you how I'm feeling, you ain't gotta ask me That's cold as fuck, we be rolling up Windows smoked out, shooters loading up Nigga rep ya set, go head throw it up Time bomb on you niggas cause I'm blowing up Nine-eleven, July the fourth Flaming on these niggas, cause I got the touch