My hundred dough, Im wherever that money go. Glock 9 in my underclothes, you cop two of them, we frontin 4. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back. Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at? — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
And like Alakazam! This shit way out of my hands! And I'm with black card shawty, vroom-vroom jumpin out of that Lamb. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
I'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers. So when these niggas play, I let my shooters go bananas. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
She say I'm cocky, I say that's not me. She call me papi and I say ven aqui. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
Monday Night wrestling Im so fuckin Raw! she gone wipe me Down Imma brush ha Off! — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
I don't like a girl on social media, when you have an open inbox, answering questions from dudes left and right, every day. What's… — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
Heater on my hip, trunk full of that work. I say my shooters like Dirk, 10 racks and you murk. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
Went from lint in my pockets to using money machines. I got my city back popping and they dont want me to leave. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
One night I prayed to God, I asked could he please remove my enemies from my life, and before you knew it I started… — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
If I score and her girlfriend, I'm calling that And-1. If I murder that from the back, I'm calling it re-drum. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
