Meek Mill - Willy Wonka lyrics

[Meek Mill] Looking like a million bucks!! Smelling like a brick or raw Went and bought a yellow Breitling, cuz these haters piss me off Throwin' all That bullsh** in the field, I'mma pick you off. (Interception!) Still play the pa**enger, acting like I'm Biggie Smalls. Every time I look up, these n***as getting shook up Cuz I'm bout to drop like the raw when it cook up. On another page tell them all pick the book up. Used to be the Underdog but now I'm like "wa**up!!" I don't even know ya'll so why would I dough ya'll. Never ever catch me b**hing like O-Dog Catch me in the kitchen trynna turn a couple O's hard! 40 on my hip line, ready to rock and roll off My style, gun a n***a down then I stroll off. I don't do the shooting my n***as will drop the load off (The Goons!). I'm Talking special delivery. Vividly, shining on these b**hes like Tiffany (Bling!!). Isn't he k**ing these rappers come and witness he Had to go the harder way to get it, like Timothy. YEAH! You grind hard then you shine hard. I'm balling the rapper version of LeBron dawg I be fresher than a n***a on his prime ya'll. If they don't feel me they just smell me like Pinesol. Too strong, I did this for too long Sour Diesel and Patron got a n***a to on. Im' gone! High as my electric. She don't wanna f** with me on to the next b**h. On to the next Girl. I am on the next world. With my out of space flow, hard as the ba** go. Spitting 38 doe. Special, p**y Ass n***as got me twisted Like a pretzel. Wait until I catch you! Arms long like I'm Armstrong, I'll stretch you!! Beat you face in and have you looking like Van Exel Ew! I be getting ugly on the beat. And I didn't even sign my deal, I'm getting money on these streets. I be eating everything, I be hungry on the beat! And I been always on some sh**, since a youngin' in these streets. I said I'm 215 APhillyated ya'll n***as gon really hate it Pull up on them flying ? Haters get A Millyated. They gon think I really made it. When I ride by. Diamonds in my wrist watch, looking Ta-Da! Ah! n***a is you hating cuz you mad or is you mad because you hating? Make your choice because we waiting. Pick your answer just like Iverson. I just Micheal Myers him. Running circles round you rappers, I ain't even tiresome. All you n***as dissin' on me tell'em strap up Cuz when I get off I'm like wrestling, I just act up!! Black 'matic, tinted windows, black truck. Spray them n***as down, and back up Do it again, you and your friend. You did dirty execute him with 30. All of a sudden these n***as didn't deserve it. There family crying a grieving all at the service. Wonder round acting all crazy. Until we roll up on them n***as slow like Mrs. Daisy Hopped out the wheel, drop like a buck eighty. When the medics came and they ain't even try to save 'em. They said "call the coroner, this one ain't a maybe." Mama came to view him she said "no that's not my baby. He don't look familiar." Is that getting real enough? We gon tear your brother up and show him to your mother. Yup!!! Ha!! Flamers!!! Meek Milly! Jahlil we did it again And it ain't gon stop