Errday

Meek ain't countin' money no more
If it ain't right, it ain't right
Zip the bag up drop it right there
Ugh!

I got these niggas hatin' on me
But I don't give a fuck
Because they bitches waiting on me
I'm just counting all this money
And buying all these hammers
So when these niggas play
I let my shooters go bananas
Diamonds flashing like a camera
My whip sound like a monster
My bitch got on that shit
She got a million dollar sponsor
These niggas getting sick
Somebody call a doctor
Cause all this blood drippin'
20 racks I Louboutin her
I go Dolce & Gabana, Gucci Louis Prada
Fly as hell in YSL boy I got a lot of 'em
Madre and cabanas
That's where they probably find us
Jumpin' off the jet
Like sayonara to ya honor

I spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas
Wipe my ass with the riches
Like it's some toilet tissue
Fuck with a winner, minks in the winter
Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga
Yo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'
Poppin' bands, countin' dollars
Buyin' the Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring
Fucked her that Friday night
We both woke up that Sunday morning

Young nigga, lotta cash, bad bitch, lotta ass
Lamborghini kinda fast
It got these haters kinda mad
Make me bring them sticks out
AK with the comma and
These niggas is kinda nice
Which means they kinda ass
I be on all kinds of shit
Boy I get all kinds of cash
Monday I'mma wear my J's
Tuesday in my Prada bag
Wednesday I go Louboutin
They say "How you been?"
I say "Doing fine"
Bitch I ball hard like 2
LeBrons, I hit the booth, no suit and tie
I'm Superman, my bitch is super fly
I make a hater wanna kill hisself, suicide
A nigga play with me? He know it's do or die
Cause I got a big Mac
And that bitch be super sized
Rollin' with a hundred goons
Boy I got a hundred jewels
'Bout to fuck a hundred hoes
All them bitches coming soon
Tell 'em that I'm comin' now
Tell 'em I'mma common coon
Boy my shit be super hot
I name my album summer June

I spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas
Wipe my ass with the riches
Like it's some toilet tissue
Fuck with a winner, minks in the winter
Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga
Yo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'
Poppin' bands, countin' dollars
Buyin' the Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring
Fucked her that Friday night
We both woke up that Sunday morning

Bugatti with Rozay, 'bout to meet Jose
He said that that workin'
I was like "okay"
She say give me money, I was like "no way"
She got mad and text my phone
It ain't no work if it ain't no pay
I'm like be gone bitch, be gone bitch
I pop a perc, turn on my on switch
Them bitches ain't on that
Nigga cause they on this
You put 'em on money and I put 'em on dick
Really though

I spoil them bitches, I employ them niggas
Wipe my ass with the riches
Like it's some toilet tissue
Fuck with a winner, minks in the winter
Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga
Yo niggas hatin', my niggas ballin'
Poppin' bands, countin' dollars
Buyin' the Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, yo bitch is boring
Fucked her that Friday night
We both woke up that Sunday morning

Can I ask a favor?
Please embrace that Meek is
Just that boy now! Why fight it?
You're doing yourself a disservice