Rae Sremmurd - 400 Degrees lyrics

[Meek Mill] I eat, sh**, sleep, and I talk cake I got b**hes from Miami, Atlanta you up state My whole team get money we all straight Y'all s**ers fall for [?] I been about that paper they know that its all facts I'm the type to remix your hoe won't call back And I ain't got no chill bu*ton can't fall back Cause real n***as real I think that I'm all that I be, bending corners in a Wraith 11 Riding shotty but I got a mac 11 Try to rob me I'mma send you back to... But I take nothing just watch I gon' show ya I touchdown NYC and call Karen And tell her call [?] Its all lit, balling we all in Me and SBOE I call him I make it rain, let it go New Orleans I can tell you ain't never had b**hes Look around all I see is mad n***as Throw bands all you s**ers should really be glad n***a She gon' bust it for a real n***a And I'mma throw a stack back She gon' bust it for a real... [Swae Lee] Watch as I pull up in your b**h spot I'mma f** the b**h and then tell her kick rocks Young Swae Lee I don't like 'em on my jock f** her one time then I kick her out the drop I'm a young n***a but my wrist and my money old f** you b**h n***a know I got to get it on I'm a young rich n***a...