A$AP Ferg, Meek Mill - Me (FWM) lyrics
A$AP Ferg [Darold Durard Brown Ferguson Jr.] Manhattan, N.Y., U.S. 🇺🇸
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[A$AP Ferg, Meek Mill - Me FWM lyrics]
Fuckin' with me
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Niggas ain't fuckin')
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Woah, woah) woah, woah (Woah, woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah drop (yeah)
Flew her out on the first flight
Got that pussy the first night
Niggas say it's war, then
It's on sight, gang, gang
(Brrt) walk in this bitch with all this ice
I could've came through in a 'Rari but
Hit the hood on my dirt bike, yeah
(Man) countin' these bands up
Been fuckin' my hands up (Fuck it up)
I was in Paris, I pay for the drill
Hit your mans up (Brrt)
Big Glock 40 on the hipline, hold my pants up
(Hold it up) she was confused, like
"How you the GOAT in a Lamb' truck?
(She like, "What?")
Fuckin' this tall bitch from the back, say
"Stand up" (Woo)
Then put your motherfuckin' face down
Ass up nigga been rich too long for
Makin' these songs, my nigga
It's past luck
Fuckin' this bitch too long
She offered a threesome and I just passed up
She wanna go in the 'Rari (Too small)
I wanna rip in the Wraith (Let's go)
I wanna look at thе stars
(Stars) , like I was hittin' in space (yeah)
Nigga, how you gеt back home?
(How he get back?)
Take a look at his case (Check him out)
Said her period's on (What happened?)
I put it on her face
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(yeah, yeah, Harlem)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Meek Mill, what up?)
Twenty bad bitches goin' up with the gang
They fuckin' for free (Ooh ooh)
You call her phone, I call her phone
She comin' to me (yeah)
Got a boss bitch, Dominican
Slim with the buns, cinnamon
Friend got the cake like Entenmann's
East coast bitch in Timberlands (yeah)
Dip with the set like Killa Cam
Hop on a jet and we get a tan
Like Mortal Kombat when she throw
It back, her friends like, "Finish him"
(Right) run up, gon' flex, huh
It look like I'm looting in
My closet, with the baguettes, huh
I just hit Will up with a deposit
(yeah) , fill up my neck, huh
Lookin' like light bugs sittin'
On my collar (Right)
We been stressed, huh, pull up with a mink
Look like I am Chewbacca
Blocka-blocka, turned to shottas if them
Coppers try to pop us (Ferg)
Then go sit at John and Vinny's
Have some pasta with some mobsters (yeah)
Swervin' through Philly
I'm hangin' with Billies and nobody
Really can stop us (Woo)
Bia, Bia, we throw dollars
Got your Bia pussy poppin' like bia, Bia
Why you actin' like a ho? Like a ho
Bia, Bia
Why you actin' like a ho? Like a ho
Bia, Bia, get yo' eyes up off my dough
Off my dough
Bia, Bia, get yo' eyes up off my dough
Off my dough (That's right)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Niggas ain't fuckin')
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(They can't touch us)
Twenty bad bitches goin' up with the gang
They fuckin' for free (Fuckin' for free)
You call her phone, I call her phone
She comin' to me bia, Bia
Fuckin' this bad bitch from the projects
Her name Tia head was good
The best on earth like Russ and Bia
Nigga asked me did I see her
But I ain't see her but I did
'cause she was tucked in the fahina
Spanish bitches goin' up like la marina
She a hot girl and I'm hot too, jalapeño
We sell work and she wan'
Work 'cause she a pinger
We gon' serve that lil' bitch
(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Niggas ain't fuckin')
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Woah, woah) woah, woah (Woah, woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah drop (yeah)
Flew her out on the first flight
Got that pussy the first night
Niggas say it's war, then
It's on sight, gang, gang
(Brrt) walk in this bitch with all this ice
I could've came through in a 'Rari but
Hit the hood on my dirt bike, yeah
(Man) countin' these bands up
Been fuckin' my hands up (Fuck it up)
I was in Paris, I pay for the drill
Hit your mans up (Brrt)
Big Glock 40 on the hipline, hold my pants up
(Hold it up) she was confused, like
"How you the GOAT in a Lamb' truck?
(She like, "What?")
Fuckin' this tall bitch from the back, say
"Stand up" (Woo)
Then put your motherfuckin' face down
Ass up nigga been rich too long for
Makin' these songs, my nigga
It's past luck
Fuckin' this bitch too long
She offered a threesome and I just passed up
She wanna go in the 'Rari (Too small)
I wanna rip in the Wraith (Let's go)
I wanna look at thе stars
(Stars) , like I was hittin' in space (yeah)
Nigga, how you gеt back home?
(How he get back?)
Take a look at his case (Check him out)
Said her period's on (What happened?)
I put it on her face
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(yeah, yeah, Harlem)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Meek Mill, what up?)
Twenty bad bitches goin' up with the gang
They fuckin' for free (Ooh ooh)
You call her phone, I call her phone
She comin' to me (yeah)
Got a boss bitch, Dominican
Slim with the buns, cinnamon
Friend got the cake like Entenmann's
East coast bitch in Timberlands (yeah)
Dip with the set like Killa Cam
Hop on a jet and we get a tan
Like Mortal Kombat when she throw
It back, her friends like, "Finish him"
(Right) run up, gon' flex, huh
It look like I'm looting in
My closet, with the baguettes, huh
I just hit Will up with a deposit
(yeah) , fill up my neck, huh
Lookin' like light bugs sittin'
On my collar (Right)
We been stressed, huh, pull up with a mink
Look like I am Chewbacca
Blocka-blocka, turned to shottas if them
Coppers try to pop us (Ferg)
Then go sit at John and Vinny's
Have some pasta with some mobsters (yeah)
Swervin' through Philly
I'm hangin' with Billies and nobody
Really can stop us (Woo)
Bia, Bia, we throw dollars
Got your Bia pussy poppin' like bia, Bia
Why you actin' like a ho? Like a ho
Bia, Bia
Why you actin' like a ho? Like a ho
Bia, Bia, get yo' eyes up off my dough
Off my dough
Bia, Bia, get yo' eyes up off my dough
Off my dough (That's right)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
You niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(Niggas ain't fuckin')
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me
(They can't touch us)
Twenty bad bitches goin' up with the gang
They fuckin' for free (Fuckin' for free)
You call her phone, I call her phone
She comin' to me bia, Bia
Fuckin' this bad bitch from the projects
Her name Tia head was good
The best on earth like Russ and Bia
Nigga asked me did I see her
But I ain't see her but I did
'cause she was tucked in the fahina
Spanish bitches goin' up like la marina
She a hot girl and I'm hot too, jalapeño
We sell work and she wan'
Work 'cause she a pinger
We gon' serve that lil' bitch
(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)