[Intro: Meek Mill]
(KJ, what you got goin' on, man?)
(Eza on the beat, he cooked that sh*t)
Fourth quarter
I ain't even gon' lie, man, I've been on some sh*t, lately
For real
(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I walk in the spot (Steppin')
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these ni**as cannot compete
They know that I'm gettin' a lot
She give me the twat (Give me that)
Been countin' that pussy, I'm gettin' a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I fu*k from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, this that city boy sh*t (Real city)
This sh*t crazy, we ain't evеn kiss, I put some sh*t on her wrist (Let's gеt it)
sh*t was amazing, welcome the Lord's magic, flick of the wrist (Brr)
Pocket a chop' right next to the drop, you can't even pick up the sh*t
I gotta take a flick of this sh*t (Let's go)
I know my haters be sick of this sh*t
I put a b*tch on a b*tch (On a b*tch)
Wake in the morning, I look in the mirror, it's crazy, I'm really this rich (sh*t crazy)
Feedin' my children and makin' my millions, I'm really as real as it gets (For real)
Poppin' them wheelies and sh*t
I got a Glock with a ten on that sh*t and a switch on that sh*t, know we been on that sh*t
You know my ni**as be sendin' that sh*t, we be goin' to war, we be winnin' that sh*t
We be spinnin' that sh*t, we be bendin' that sh*t, we be gettin' that money and spendin' that sh*t
Fives and tens and twenties, we never don't count 'em, we give 'em to women and sh*t
I be drummin' on jet with my members and sh*t, everybody in my hood gon' remember this sh*t (Yeah)
Swear to God that my hood gon' remember this sh*t
We can go back and forth like it's tennis lil' b*tch, I don't go back and forth with no women and sh*t
Yeah, if we start it, you know we gon' finish it, yeah
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I walk in the spot (Ooh)
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these ni**as cannot compete
They know that I'm gettin' a lot
She give me the twat (Mmm, mmm)
Been countin' that pussy, I'm gettin' a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I fu*k from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Hmm, hotter than juvie in '99 (Bah)
Drippin' Dior to my heel, pull up and hop out the whip to a lot of eyes (On me)
I put this sh*t on, for real, mixin' top dollar designer with Jordan 5s (Ghetto)
Really like fu*k these ni**as, I gave 'em a couple tries, now I'm cuttin' ties (fu*k)
This my life, your entertainment, I want the money, fu*k bein' famous
Why is you fifty-three, still bangin'? (Huh?) Sick of these ni**as, put me in containment
Umbrella in the Rolls case it rain, goin' wherever the money take me (Grr)
All this forever, don't it never change, don't think about it but I miss her brain (On God)
Hit the switch, let the stick blow, to ride this wave, you need a big boat
Poppin' sh*t 'cause I was piss poor, hotter than grandmama Crisco (Go)
I taught my ni**as to move a lil' smooth (Why?), you can't even tell what the feds sayin' (Spy)
I'm in DC with a red skin, big FN
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I walk in the spot (Steppin')
I got what it takes to get to the top
The money I make, these ni**as cannot compete
They know that I'm gettin' a lot
She give me the twat (Give me that)
Been countin' that pussy, I'm gettin' a lot
I know she a thot, still give her a shot
I fu*k from the back 'til it's twistin' my sight
You know that I'm hot (Hot, hot, hot)