Meek Milli, Pt. 2

Uh
Ay
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Yeah
Ay ay ay

Like Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
I made a pact with the Lord to make these raps (Raps)
So I'll need eighty or at least a hundred racks (Cash)
A hundred racks (Racks)
Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
Tom and Jerry you a pussy you a rat (Pussy)
So don't come near me or I'll hit you with the braat (Braat)
And leave you flat (Uh)

Like Meek Milly (Meek)
Dream chasing I be doing it need a plaque uh (Need a plaque)
I need the cash shit I feel like Donald Duck (Donald Duck)
You a chicken so when I shoot you gon duck (You gon duck)
What the fuck? (What the fuck nigga?)
Penitentiary the way I give em bars huh (Way I give em bars huh)
Elementary I take em back to class huh (Take em back to class huh)
For a century I'll do it till I pass on (Do it till I pass on)
So please don't burden me
I really wanna blast off
(Really wanna blast bitch)

Like Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
I made a pact with the Lord to make these raps (Raps)
So I'll need eighty or at least a hundred racks (Cash)
A hundred racks (Racks)
Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
Tom and Jerry you a pussy you a rat (Pussy)
So don't come near me or I'll hit you with the braat (Braat)
And leave you flat (Uh)

I need a milli
And I need some me time all my sweat I'm mealing
Far from home I need time just to get a milli
Boy don't fuck with these sides forty with the killing
No I'm not a hot nigga rookie I be chilling
Damn we grinding better
Back to back like Meek
Imma hit it like whenever
We be killing shit they be keeping it together
Bet they fuck with this we make it rain and change the weather

Like Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
I made a pact with the Lord to make these raps (Raps)
So I'll need eighty or at least a hundred racks (Cash)
A hundred racks (Racks)
Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
Tom and Jerry you a pussy you a rat (Pussy)
So don't come near me or I'll hit you with the braat (Braat)
And leave you flat (Uh)

Meek Milly yeah (Yah)
Tote that glock but no I'm not from Philly (Yah)
All my opps is all up in they feelings (Pussy niggas)
Took a perc an 8th I'm feeling shitty (I'm still up)
I got shooters everywhere in twenty seven cities (I'm litty)
In a pent house in Nairobi we getting litty (Haha)
Evidential that they cannot live without me
Got a secret but you know its not Victoria
Im off x and oxy bitch I ain't got no feelings
Send the address no proxy my niggas gon catch you sleeping (Diseased)
Came up on her face call that baby shower (Split)
Yeah I'm in a rush but this is ain't Rush Hour (Skrt)
I just fucked your bitch I told her hit the shower

Like Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
I made a pact with the Lord to make these raps (Raps)
So I'll need eighty or at least a hundred racks (Cash)
A hundred racks (Racks)
Meek Milly
Is how we coming yeah we doing it back to back (Back)
Tom and Jerry you a pussy you a rat (Pussy)
So don't come near me or I'll hit you with the braat (Braat)
And leave you flat (Uh)
Like Meek Milli



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Mwarabu
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