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I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
No more mid in these streets
I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
No more mid in these streets
Yeah, I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
Beretta it came with vendettas
I'm driving around with a stick
I'm fly I do not need a feather
Can't fuck with no stinky lil bitch
I need that shit getting wetter
You act like you drip like a sink
Yeah, but boy you know you could do better

The plug on my phone, he keep hitting my line, he won't leave me alone think he snitching
I used to flex all them hundreds but now I need thousands to feel like I even got something
Chop this bitch up like an onion
She might get a tat on her stomach
I'm stacking these racks, got these chips in the back and I'm not even talking 'bout Funyuns
Mmm, you ain't sippin' no Tech
Mmm, she act like a brat
Mmm, I cannot get attached
Cover my art with a bulletproof vest
Yeah, they flop like a fish
Get dropped like a kick
She loving my songs
She think i'm the shit
This chopper got kick
I'm driving a 'vette
You might just get pet
Hope your uncle a vet
She think that I'm rich
Cause I'm up like a jet
Got thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands

I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
No more mid in these streets
I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
No more mid in these streets
Yeah, I had to change up the Meta
I had to change up the Meta
Beretta it came with vendettas
I'm driving around with a stick
I'm fly I do not need a feather
Can't fuck with no stinky lil bitch
I need that shit getting wetter
You act like you drip like a sink
Yeah, but boy you know you could do better



Credits
Writer(s): Trey Rhinehimer
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