Meek Mill Gta Lyrics
GTA by Meek Mill
[Meek Mill:]
Certain sh_t I don't even say
Certain sh_t ain't no need to say
Yeah, big chasers, big chasers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Hood n_gga, choppa to the jet, sh_t like GTA
Fly them hoes out, send a caddy, what's the ETA?
F_ckin' on this oiled lightskin b_tch, look like Lisa Ray
N_ggas say it's up with me, it's stuck with me, sh_t, either way
Watching all you weirdos on the 'Gram, it ain't no need to say
Who the realest in this sh_t? I took a stance to lead the way
I don't want no smoke with you, I see you, you 'gon plead your case
'Cause my n_gga 'gon go at you, and I'm 'gon tell him, "Blead the brakes"
Yeah, brand new F&N, it ain't no checkin' in
I told the promoter, "We can't bring them drums, then we ain't steppin' in"
No rollin' over, we got lawyer money, don't do no questionin'
Magnolia soldier, we gon' make it clap, shooters like Stephen and we Warriors
Comin' down Collins, 'bout to f_ck Story up
Wake up in Cali, bad b_tch, Waldorf Astoria
Fly her to Bali, she ain't tripping, she on the tour with us
Poppin' that p_ssy, actin' different, she doin' more for us
Big racks, we got that b_tch tweakin', yeah
Spin back, we 'bout to get even, yeah
N_ggas said it ain't no smoke with me, you better leave it there
'Cause if I see y'all n_ggas be poppin' out, I put it even there
Yeah, for real
Ooh, I turned shorty up
Sipping on that 1942, I got my.40 tucked
Oh, you got your 42, n_gga, I got 40 of 'em
I rock Carties, you can't see my eyes 'cause I be pouring up
RIP my young boy, that's Osama, hit my shawty up
Told me never trust a stripper b_tch 'cause that's what caught him up
Every time you catch me in some sh_t, it caught like four and up
Caught your homie lackin' at the light, so sh_t, we tore it up
Feds came and grabbed you 'bout them bricks
That's when he brought me up
Feds came and grabbed him 'bout them bricks
That's when he brought me up, aye
[42 Dugg]
I been riding with choppas, aces, I'm glad you brought him up
RIP my uncle, free my youngin, b_tch we Audi'ed up
I heard you f_cked around, I'm f_ckin' now, I like to pass sh_t
I had sixty outta sixty-two, I'm talking bad b_tches
I talk cash sh_t, I like to crash sh_t, I'm vibin' on fast whips
I might go Lamb truck, I'm blowing it out if I get jammed up
Them n_ggas ran, what? Threw his sh_t back if he ran up
Meek asked cause, I make it jump then get it gone, n_gga ask Bud
I got his b_tch singing my songs and she half-Blood
I'm half-rapper, whole trapper, I got bad luck
Turned into Mamba when it's drama, I don't pass much
I post dawg and get cutty, I'ma shack somethin'
And every time we double back, my n_ggas whack somethin'
I ain't been selling too much crack, b_tch I got racks comin'
Tell my b_tch I love her
And if you catch her cheating, n_gga, tell that b_tch it's f_ck her
Boy and her are eating, n_gga I can't wait to up it
B_tch ass n_ggas
Free them boys
Certain sh_t I don't even say
Certain sh_t ain't no need to say
Yeah, big chasers, big chasers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Hood n_gga, choppa to the jet, sh_t like GTA
Fly them hoes out, send a caddy, what's the ETA?
F_ckin' on this oiled lightskin b_tch, look like Lisa Ray
N_ggas say it's up with me, it's stuck with me, sh_t, either way
Watching all you weirdos on the 'Gram, it ain't no need to say
Who the realest in this sh_t? I took a stance to lead the way
I don't want no smoke with you, I see you, you 'gon plead your case
'Cause my n_gga 'gon go at you, and I'm 'gon tell him, "Blead the brakes"
Yeah, brand new F&N, it ain't no checkin' in
I told the promoter, "We can't bring them drums, then we ain't steppin' in"
No rollin' over, we got lawyer money, don't do no questionin'
Magnolia soldier, we gon' make it clap, shooters like Stephen and we Warriors
Comin' down Collins, 'bout to f_ck Story up
Wake up in Cali, bad b_tch, Waldorf Astoria
Fly her to Bali, she ain't tripping, she on the tour with us
Poppin' that p_ssy, actin' different, she doin' more for us
Big racks, we got that b_tch tweakin', yeah
Spin back, we 'bout to get even, yeah
N_ggas said it ain't no smoke with me, you better leave it there
'Cause if I see y'all n_ggas be poppin' out, I put it even there
Yeah, for real
Ooh, I turned shorty up
Sipping on that 1942, I got my.40 tucked
Oh, you got your 42, n_gga, I got 40 of 'em
I rock Carties, you can't see my eyes 'cause I be pouring up
RIP my young boy, that's Osama, hit my shawty up
Told me never trust a stripper b_tch 'cause that's what caught him up
Every time you catch me in some sh_t, it caught like four and up
Caught your homie lackin' at the light, so sh_t, we tore it up
Feds came and grabbed you 'bout them bricks
That's when he brought me up
Feds came and grabbed him 'bout them bricks
That's when he brought me up, aye
[42 Dugg]
I been riding with choppas, aces, I'm glad you brought him up
RIP my uncle, free my youngin, b_tch we Audi'ed up
I heard you f_cked around, I'm f_ckin' now, I like to pass sh_t
I had sixty outta sixty-two, I'm talking bad b_tches
I talk cash sh_t, I like to crash sh_t, I'm vibin' on fast whips
I might go Lamb truck, I'm blowing it out if I get jammed up
Them n_ggas ran, what? Threw his sh_t back if he ran up
Meek asked cause, I make it jump then get it gone, n_gga ask Bud
I got his b_tch singing my songs and she half-Blood
I'm half-rapper, whole trapper, I got bad luck
Turned into Mamba when it's drama, I don't pass much
I post dawg and get cutty, I'ma shack somethin'
And every time we double back, my n_ggas whack somethin'
I ain't been selling too much crack, b_tch I got racks comin'
Tell my b_tch I love her
And if you catch her cheating, n_gga, tell that b_tch it's f_ck her
Boy and her are eating, n_gga I can't wait to up it
B_tch ass n_ggas
Free them boys