Chubby Jag - U.O.E.N.O (Meek Mill Diss) lyrics

[Intro: Chubby Jag] Walk around with my steel you don't even know it Green on me plus pills you don't even know it This sh** about to get real you don't even know it These n***as about to get k**ed and you don't even know it [Verse 1: Chubby Jag] You don't even know it, better chill holmes Got a right hand on me that'll k** holmes Finna' see another maybach n***a get dropped yea You gon' end up like Pill holmes Yup f** around and get drilled on by one of my lil' holmes Yea me and Mac run a trains on your new b**h I give a f** how you feel holmes I'm lit and you don't even know it Yup I'm it and you don't even know it To keep sh** real probably had a night with your b**h and you don't even know it I got clothing lines that's custom making my sh** and you don't even know it I got deals around and I'm close to making my pick and you don't even know it Ch-Chubby yup you trip I'm pulling my trigger you don't even know it Your wifey f**ed with my n***a you don't even know it You signed to Tip and got dropped and they don't even know it You s**ing on your boss co*k and they don't even know it sh**'ll get you woo-haa holmes Crew shot give a n***a two shots holmes See the 2Pac make a move block Shoot his a** down for real if a n***a think he 2Pac holmes Beware n***a, square n***a Name a place and I'm there n***a Solo, Dolo, you with thirty n***as you scared n***a No way we compare n***a They should give you that chair n***a Bad b**h they got an a** with me Flat top like my hair n***a Groupies with me they all who*es Got them t**ng on all fours Fly n***a banging out We balling out like Paul George Don't f** around and get hurt dude Your young boys can get hurt to We all know it's a package deal if I murk one I gotta murk two Claiming you moving that work n***a But all you do is just work n***as f** around with that amen and get struck down by a church n***a Your main picts be the worse n***a Ugly b**h but she a flirt n***a Real talk, I'm a L.A. n***a, I wouldn't f** her in the dirt n***a Crazy with it, berserk n***a, mask on finna' lurk n***a Smoke and k** out of space like I don't belong on this earth n***a Ain't f**ing with us n***a no way In my hood you get no play How the hell you thinking you good holmes When your boss is just ok So mind your business get rich n***a Keep your eye on your b**h n***a Diss him and don't diss me You sneak dissing you a b**h n***a Pop off or get popped dog or your neck could get slit n***a Dj's call me the sh** n***a Must ain't heard me on clique n***a You repeat the sh** that dude told you Now you sounding like a snitch n***a Never lived up in Philly But round here snitching get you in the ditch n***a Snitch and get your a** mixed n***a Don't put a n***a in the mix n***a f** your cream by no means on your team you the 6th n***a 6th n***a, you put me up in this sh** and you don't even know it That repo made me them chips and you don't even know it I'm straight laced with these kicks and you don't even know it And you straight fake with them fits and they don't even know it Your b**h a** just got dissed and you don't even know it I just started my sh** and you don't even know it