Offended

Meek Mill

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    Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah

    Yeah, yeah
    Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended me
    I just might go 'head
    And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
    I just might go 'head
    And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
    Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
    I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
    Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
    I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
    Oxycontin fucking kidneys up

    Molly, my cup look like bath salt
    And I'm too high horsed for asphalt
    Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark
    They say that I changed, it's the cash fault
    Pay everybody like a cash cow
    I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
    The Rollie stainless, stainless
    We young and rich and we dangerous
    I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, nigga
    And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga
    The money long like a Philly, nigga
    Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, nigga
    The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
    I got Benji on me and he crippin' nigga
    I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
    I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
    Put a swimming pool in the living room
    How I'm living, nigga, I ain't swimming, nigga
    Only thing that me and Michael Phelps
    Got in common is that we winning nigga
    Rock star lifestyle
    Your hoe's going wild

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    Saint Laurent shorty and totting that .40
    We move through the city like BMF
    Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang
    Only difference them bitches, they VVS
    I know these bitches gon' change
    And fuck on whoever, whenever they see a check
    If you do not fuck with the gang
    Don't act like you do, when you see us just keep it down
    Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back
    Land on your spot where your peoples at
    Smoke you where ever we see you at
    You don't want no problem so keep at that
    'Fore you get your man murdered
    Hitters in the van lurking
    I put bread on the beef (what you do)
    Turn it to a hamburger
    Put that paper on the scale, nigga
    Little homies talking big money
    When the wars on you'll tell, nigga
    Put a bag on your main hitta
    When them things hit 'em, that’s an L nigga
    So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, nigga
    And that’s all I’ma tell niggas, and that's it

    Yeah, yeah
    Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch, you offending me
    I just might go 'head
    And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
    I just might go 'head
    And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
    Goddamn, I had four hoes one time, they was drilling me
    I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
    Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin'
    I usually don't beg, but I don't want the ceiling please
    Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys

    Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
    I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
    Hundred shooters with me, whoa, VVSs on me, whoa
    VVSs on me, bling, badaboom, badabing (21)
    Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
    Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)
    We put them drums in them carbines (21)
    We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21)
    I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
    Street nigga really came from nothing (What?)
    Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21)
    Kill a nigga then you saying something (What?)
    You was talking, nigga, I was hustling (What?)
    We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking
    You was texting, nigga, I was fucking (21)
    I was betting nigga, you was bluffing (21)
    Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching (Facts)
    Car foreign and my gun Russian
    Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21)

    Yeah, yeah
    Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch, you offending me
    I just might go 'head
    And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
    I just might go 'head
    And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
    Goddamn, I had four hoes one time, they was drilling me
    I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
    Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin'
    I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please
    Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys

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