Hit-Boy - Trophies lyrics

Scene: Long Island Skit: Meek Mill [verse] Tell my n***a Ken to rollup on the constitution I just want to clear the air before they talk pollution You f**ing stupid i'm the reason that you making music Why these n***as wanna always be ontop of her? It's probably she gon f** me to get popular And she just wanna be a ho so why you stopping her? We pick the charger than the beamer than the acura Fat ounce ain't playin You don't even got a f**in whip So f** your problems f** your life and f** up off my dick n***as always knew in school that I would be the sh** They ain't want me with EO but now there dropping bricks [verse 2] Popping bottles of that cuervo Matterfact that sh** just finished need some greygo She ask me "can I have a shot" I said your cups is filled f**ing b**hes like a n***a had a f**ing deal Oh sh** I do because this devil on my f**ing shoulder Its crazy how these n***as lame when you start getting older A king size bed but I would rather f** her on the sofa Baddest b**hes call em over n***a call em over Mr. Hudson called me swag at the graduation But you ain't know that cuz yo a** ain't graduated I'm the man up in my city why you f**ing hating? Making comments every month like is you ovulating n***a is you ovulating... talking like you constipated All these n***as wanna diss but I be throwing bait in Cuz I seen em in the public like i know you faking Shaking baking Ricky Bobby just to make a statement Im on fire you a liar boy stop acting flagrant Fore I run up with them MadMen have you coughin payments Working so a n***a stack but I might throw some faces No occasion f** your placement cuz n***a we made it [Bridge + Outro] This America You can catch me f**ing miss america Im a star in my givenchy Everytime she see ya man she wan get raunchy Ain't non personal just cuz a n***a flossing And Im kicking b**hes out if they get bossy [Skit: NevaDryNewt]