Murda - Offended lyrics
[Intro] M-m-m-murda Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah [Hook: Young Thug] Yeah, yeah f** is you talking bout? b**h you offended me I just might go head and let this lil b**h s** my dick till it tickle me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry God damn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on k**ing me f** round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please Oxycontin f**ing kidneys up [Verse 1: Young Thug] Molly, my cup look like bath salt And I'm too high horsed for asphalt Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark They say that I changed, it's the cash fault Pay everybody like a cash cow I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR The Rollie stainless, stainless We young and rich and we dangerous I'm at Piccadilly's with your misses n***a And the weed stinking like a chitlin n***a Bend the money down like a Philly n***a Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas n***a The bulletproof can take a missile n***a I got benji on me and he cripping n***a I done wrapped the benji in the city ho I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity n***a Put a swimming pool in the living room How I'm living n***a, I ain't swimming n***a Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning n***a Rock star lifestyle Your hoe's going wild [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Saint Laurent shorty and totting that .40 we move through the city like BMF Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang , only difference them b**hes they VVS I know these b**hes gon' change, f** on whoever, whenever they see a check If you do not f** with the gang don't act like you do when you see us, just keep it down Swing through your block better not sweep it back Land on your spot where your peoples at Smoke you where ever we see you at You don't want no problem so keep at that 'Fore you get your man murdered Hitters in the van lurking I put bread on the beef Turn it to a hamburger Put that paper on the scale n***a Little homies talking big money When the wars on you'll tell n***a Put a bag on your man hitta When them things hit 'em that's an L n***a So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale n***a And that's all I'ma tell n***as in the zip [Hook: Young Thug] Yeah, yeah f** is you talking bout? b**h you offending me I just might go head and let this lil b**h s** my dick till it tickle me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry God damn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on k**ing me f** round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please Oxycontin f**ing up my kidneys [Verse 3: 21 Savage] Everywhere I go I keep a chopper with me, whoa I ain't with that diss song sh**, I been a shot a n***a, whoa Hundred shotters with me, whoa VVSs on me, whoa VVSs on me, bling Badaboom, badabing, 21 Mob sh** send the hit shoot up your car sh** Put the blue tips in that cartridge, 21 We put them drums in them carbons, 21 We pull up on rappers and spark 'em, 21 I might take your chain if it sparkle, facts Street n***a really came from nothing Strip a n***a like Caine cousin k** a n***a then you saying something You was talking, n***a I was hustling We was shooting, n***a you was ducking You was texting, n***a I was f**ing I was betting n***a, you was bluffing Hide and seek n***a, I was hunching (facts) Car foreign and my gun Russian Sneak dissing get a concussion 21, 21, 21 [Hook: Young Thug] Yeah, yeah f** is you talking bout? b**h you offending me I just might go head and let this lil b**h s** my dick till it tickle me I just might go head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry God damn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on k**ing me f** round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please Oxycontin f**ing up my kidneys