(feat. Meek Mill)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Slide in the p**y like a surfboard
k**ing these n***as get a hearse for 'em
f** you n***as even sellin work for
You next to tell put your chirp on
Be the main reason p**y n***as gettin' murked for
Young n***a who you work for
Cause I came from the bosses I ain't for no losses you play in this dirt for 'em
And I came from the first floor
Gangbanging hoes like a turf war
Then hit the road for my first tour
My level went up to the third floor
And I swerved on these hating n***as
MIA, with some Haitian n***as
Bad b**hes keep takin' pictures
I pulled up in that ransom n***a like whoa
[Hook: Quavo]
Let me talk Meek Mills
I bet you didn't know my n***as make millions
It's sad to say some of my n***as convicted to prison
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine under water, you don't know how I'm feeling right now
[Verse 2: Quavo]
All of my life I ain't wanted nothing but Franklin
Touchdown on a f** n***a make him tuck in his shell like he Franklin
You and my n***as are not the same
I jumped out the Lamb like Bruce Wayne
The ten piece of chicken is on the way
I told 'em Carlito to andale
You see them new n***as in the back of the club
Just look at them plottin' in conversations
I know they don't know
Send the Migos to come back to the bando for translation
Camera rollin' Quavo's Spike Lee
Heroin black like Willie B
If you do the coke you gon' buy some skis
If you in the trap you gon' buy some ki's
[Hook: Quavo]
I bet you didn't know my n***as make millions
It's sad to say some of my n***as convicted to prison
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine under water, you don't know how I'm feeling right now
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Young Takeoff I am a professional
Vegetarian I only eat vegetables
I got some kush you can roll up
And I got some kush you can eat that is edible
Stretching the work like I'm Mr. Incredible
You ain't never seen no work as flexible
When I turn on the stove & I'm whippin' a brick better pray my n***as turn to predators
[Verse 4: Offset]
I bet you didn't know I was 22 when the judge ten times what a miracle
Me and my son identical
Seventeen years old I had him I didn't know what to do
I had to put food on the plate
Asking the Lord give a n***a some faith
Now when I wake up I look at my label
My foot on the pedal not touching the brake
No chess but n***a I got me a check!
[Hook: Quavo]
I bet you didn't know my n***as make millions
It's sad to say some of my n***as convicted to prison
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine water, you don't know how I'm feeling right now