Meek Mill - My Audemars

Song Rating: 9.62/10

Song lyrics:

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Im gettin money, Im ballin hard
Heard them n***as hatin on me, cause they fallin off
I hustle b**h, Im ballin hard
Yeah its my time, and Imma shine just like my audemars
My audemars bust down, and iced out
Just hit the switch, that b**h be shining when the lights out
Bust down, and iced out
Look at my wrist, that b**h be shining like a lighthouse

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I spit a verse, thats like a point
I do it short, thats like a joint
Thats like a bird, oh n***a you aint heard
Im in the mixin like a saute when its gettin stirred
Pull up in the Maserati
Got them b**hes lookin at me like I shot somebody
Im stackin paper, I need that dropped Ferrari
Got them trying to claim a n***a and we not on Maury
My AP, cool as an A/C
Look in the magazine, the same exact as Jay-Z (Same one)
Im gettin money, n***a you straight flea
That b**h be shining thunder up I call it KD
Im ballin in this b**h like its my motherf**ing born day
Bout to get a swiss account so f** bout what the Forbes say
I just did 100 shows, aint never get a tour date
MMG we winning b**h, go check what the score say


[Verse 2: Birdman]
Hundred stacks, Frank watch

Mill at the crib with them tools out
Money n***a, head huntin
Big Tymer, rap huntin
Uptown soldier on the battlefield
Big Tymer, blood gang, k**a k**
High roller been doing this since the 90s b**h
Flippin birds shippin how we did this sh**
Swag dawg, the money hangin
A hundred stacks, been bangin
High roller, shot caller
Ferrari speed, n***as been ballin
Cherry on them flakes when we on the mound
Fire on that candy blowin out the pound
Bad b**h stand 6 feet
Standin on this money bought a new fleet


[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Look at my wrist, that sh** 200 thou
Cut the lights down, look at me now
Back then they didnt want me, now Im hot and they all on me
Pull a bunch of these white b**hes, Im chillin hard at the Pink Pony
Gucci Mane and Meek Mills, Im ballin hard, Im too trill
New ride with new money, so I had to put it on new rims
Hawks game, Im courtside, red bottles on the wet floor
Give them up to the athletes, smellin like a pound of dro
Versace shades Im loced out, Rolls Royce its smoked out
Parked in front your whole house, I blew the horn, she jumped out
Maybach on cascade, the one on down my west side
4 girls, only f**ed 3 cause one left, and she missed out


Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 09:17