Meek Mill - Motto lyrics

Bottle after bottle, Model after model Spendin' all this paper like I f**ing won the lotto All I know is YOLO, n***a thats the motto Ricky told me get ‘em and I told ‘em that I got ‘em And I got ‘em erryday, erryday Bad b**hes gon f** me everyway, never stay Once I get it, than I'm dippin' thata way thata way Young, came up from the bottom and I never had a way I really went from wooping 62′s, to whippin 62′s Ain't none of the homies crippin' We giving n***as the blues We buying they hoes bags, gettin they b**hes shoes You wonder why she ain't f**ing you Winning n***a, you lose Yeah, I'm flexing, I pull up on the Ghost Hundred on my necklace And my diamonds clear they VVS'ing I turn into a toilet on these? they BS'ing Two fingers, did it on ‘em Hold up, I really sh**ted on ‘em I dropped Dreamchaser and I made a milly on ‘em It don't matter what city I'm in, I'm going Philly on ‘em With my red P hat, you don't know, we back ‘Bout to go to Houston, heard thats where the chief at Hiding with the ? down I could'nt get it man, get ready for that Me and Wale finna drop to that real soon man I was just playing around Shout out to the homie Drizzy, all YMCMB It's double MG we in the building