Meek Mill, Oschino - Brush ’Em Off lyrics

Let me brush my shoulders off
Shiny patent leather Pradas looking
Like a bowling ball
Diamonds on my neck and wrist
Haters like he showing off
Cause I be shitting on these
Nigga all around and overall
Back up on my old shit bout
To make it cold for y'all
I scoop your bitch up and her friend like
I just want fuck both of y'all
Kilo fresh how you want it sofa soft
Cause I get it to you fast hold
Up let me phone a call
Meek Milly with the dealy how you feelin
I say I feel like a million when
I step up in the building
My neck tell you that I'm chilling
My wrist say that I'm ok
I be stunting when I come in
I don't dance no not way
I say we bottle pop hurricane that
Chris like hey bae bae
Let the models watch we fuck
With that white like KKK
Steal your bitch right in your face and
Then like Mike I fade away
So tell them lames stay out my way
Before I fuck up their whole day
Mind in my business getting
Mine is my business
I get way more off of rapping
Than you making off of trapping
First I come home I was rapping
Then I signed for thirty stacks
And all this funny shit I'm hearing
Got me dying from the laughter

They hate to see me eating right
Cause they fucking pockets low
White Benz black rims shit look like a domino
Riding slow bucket low ya you
See me blingin' hard
Cleaner than a boarded house diamonds
Like a deck of cards
Searching shit like wrecking balls when we
Step up in the place
Lot of money lot of mace lot
Of chicken lot of cakes
We balling at the bar
We at the bar 'til it's out of drinks
No we ain't got no job ya
But we got that white
What you think what we do, birds not the
Murder who murder you the mac keep
Shells like a turtle do
Niggas mad cause I'm eating niggas
Mad cause I'm eating
What they make in one year
Nigga make in one weekend
Fucking with the Puertoricans
Julio, Javier, to get me mean fish
Mean fish shit that piranhas fear
Why you think my diamonds here
Getting money my career nigga pop fly
Wet that nigga like he diving gear