Meech
Yeah
Hey man, you seen my phone?
Which one man?
Not that phone the trap phone
Paper route Business bitch
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it to cross the map
I'm geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech
My car don't got a top
It's money when I talk
Got a beam on my Glock
And I'm drinking Raw
Lil momma so fine I went up in that pussy raw
Then I fucked her friend
She said, you a Dog?
They want me dead so now I'm flexing even harder!
I pull up in that Ferrari rocking a lot of water
Fucked her on the side
It's a homicide
Numbers don't lie
My trap on fire
Everytime you see my I be lit as fuck
In the strip club throwing that shit up
I feel like Shawty lo
I'm the man
Two-stepping counting paper that's my money dance
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it cross the map
I'm geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech
Damn I feel like meech
I think we BMF
Slamming all these pounds I need a championship belt
Pull up, Pick up, Pull out, Drop out, Top off, It's Dolph!
Cough Syrup, No cough
Yeah I come from a place where they don't make it out
Young Nigga snorting pills ready to take you out
My bitch bad and juicy
I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday
Medicine, Water, Sipping, For real
I got your bitch skinny dipping at the crib
Serving, Counting, Smoking ounces
I just made a plate for 300k
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it cross the map
I'm geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech
Hey man, you seen my phone?
Which one man?
Not that phone the trap phone
Paper route Business bitch
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it to cross the map
I'm geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech
My car don't got a top
It's money when I talk
Got a beam on my Glock
And I'm drinking Raw
Lil momma so fine I went up in that pussy raw
Then I fucked her friend
She said, you a Dog?
They want me dead so now I'm flexing even harder!
I pull up in that Ferrari rocking a lot of water
Fucked her on the side
It's a homicide
Numbers don't lie
My trap on fire
Everytime you see my I be lit as fuck
In the strip club throwing that shit up
I feel like Shawty lo
I'm the man
Two-stepping counting paper that's my money dance
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it cross the map
I'm geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech
Damn I feel like meech
I think we BMF
Slamming all these pounds I need a championship belt
Pull up, Pick up, Pull out, Drop out, Top off, It's Dolph!
Cough Syrup, No cough
Yeah I come from a place where they don't make it out
Young Nigga snorting pills ready to take you out
My bitch bad and juicy
I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday
Medicine, Water, Sipping, For real
I got your bitch skinny dipping at the crib
Serving, Counting, Smoking ounces
I just made a plate for 300k
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it cross the map
I'm geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech
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Writer(s): Adolph R Jr Thornton, Izell Staton
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