(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