Meech

Lyrics

[Intro] (Izze The Producer) Yeah Ayy, man, you seen my phone? Which one, man? Not that phone, the trap phone Paper Route Business, bitch (Honorary Member) [Chorus] Yeah, my bitch, she bad (Woah) All my niggas rich (Woah) I got work for cheap (Ayy) Damn, I feel like Meech (It's Dolph) Two-tone Wraith (Yeah) On some big feet (What?) I fucked her to sleep (Uh) Then jumped back in the streets (Skrrt) Mama put me out (Trappin') I'm straight out the trap (Trap) Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (Hah) I'm geeked up on that lean (Pour up) Countin' while you sleep (Yeah) Everybody eat Damn, I feel like Meech [Verse 1] My car don't got a top (Drop) It's money when I talk Got a beam on my Glock (Ayy) And I'm drinking raw (Dirty) Lil' mama so fine, I went up in that pussy raw (What/) Then I fucked her friend (Damn) She said, "You a dog" I heard they want me dead, so now I'm flexin' even harder (It's Dolph) I pull up in that Ferrari rockin' a lot of water (Bling) Fuck the other side (Fuck 'em) It's a homicide (Fuck 'em) Numbers don't lie (Nah) My trap on fire, he Every time you see me, I be lit as fuck, yeah, yeah In the strip club throwin' that shit up (Woah, woah) I feel like Shawty Lo (Yeah), I'm the man (Ayy) Two-steppin', countin' paper, that's my money dance (Woo) [Chorus] Yeah, my bitch, she bad (Woah) All my niggas rich (Woah) I got work for cheap (Ayy) Damn, I feel like Meech (It's Dolph) Two-tone Wraith (Yeah) On some big feet (What?) I fucked her to sleep (Uh) Then jumped back in the streets (Skrrt) Mama put me out (Trappin') I'm straight out the trap (Trap) Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (Hah) I'm geeked up on that lean (Pour up) Countin' while you sleep (Yeah) Everybody eat Damn, I feel like Meech [Verse 2] Damn, I feel like Meech (Uh) I think we BMF (Gang) Slammin' all these pounds I need a championship belt (Ayy) Pull up (Woo), pick up (Woo) Pull off (Woo), drop off (Woo) Top off (Woo), it's Dolph (It's Dolph) Cough syrup, no cough (Pour up) Yeah, I come from a place where they don't make it out (Hey, hey) Young nigga snortin' pills ready to take you out (For real) My bitch bad and juicy I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday (Ayy) Medicine what I'm sippin' for real (Woah) I got your bitch skinny dippin' at the crib (Turn up) I'm servin' and countin' (Hah), smokin' ounces (Yeah) I just made a play (Trap), for 300K [Chorus] Yeah, my bitch, she bad (Woah) All my niggas rich (Woah) I got work for cheap (Ayy) Damn, I feel like Meech (It's Dolph) Two-tone Wraith (Yeah) On some big feet (What?) I fucked her to sleep (Uh) Then jumped back in the streets (Skrrt) Mama put me out (Trappin') I'm straight out the trap (Trap) Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (Hah) I'm geeked up on that lean (Pour up) Countin' while you sleep (Yeah) Everybody eat Damn, I feel like Meech