Meek Mill - Pandemonium lyrics

Three passports, three first class
Tickets to the money, straight flights

I live by the code
Wardrobe from 'round the globe
All I need is a kilo, an apron
Show me the stove
General Electric, perfected
Cooking them O's
No more peanut butter sandwiches
Now we looking at loaves

Hoes, I need a condom for my toast
Busting in these niggas standing flat footed
I'm on my toes froze, pandemonium overdose
Paparazzi in the trees, please
Curtains closed armadillo cigars
Killers who like to play golf
Heroin transactions with Russian shots
Of the Smirnoff playing for keeps
I busting 'em 'fore she get off


I run the city, just pull up
And drop the kid off, ha

Welcome to organized crime
Money got me excited
I'm coming four or five times
The '45 for you niggas with 9 lives
Penthouse on college money
Long as Ocean drive

Black Chevy Tahoe's
Stations up the potholes
My place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos
Feds get involved
I'm slipping off in the synagogue
Issue you your warrant, informant
Bitch I've been a boss

Counting money stacks, yours' counterfeited
I made my money back
When your accountant didn't
Went against the odds, it's only one Rozay
My nigga okay

I got a penny in my pocket
Million in the trunk started in the back
Now we the niggas in the front
Step out on the block
All the bitches they still in shock
Get a piece of pussy then
Take my niggas to shop

Pandemonium, causing pandemonium
Half a million for the same car we rolling in
Pandemonium, pandemonium
We the number 1 niggas, your bitch notice it
Million ways to make this money
You gon' get it on the grind 24
7 I'm with it
YSL swagger, wrist wear frigid
Jumping out the Phantom like
A motherfucking midget

Money knocking at the front door, I'm like
Who is it?
It's Benjy, tell my lil nigga, go and get it
Cause I've been counting all this
Dirty paper for a minute
Lamborghini dreaming thinking how I'm
Gon' spend it

I'm like one's for the money
Two's for the show of it
Three's for the bitches that be fucking
For the hoe of it four for my niggas that be
Stacking and then blowing it
You would think I had a curfew
The way I'm going in

Look at what we rolling in
Causing pandemonium
Papi got them keys in, he like my custodian
I was trying to bag a brick
You was Nickelodeon i was in them trenches
Getting down and dirty serving it

We's part of the reason that
Them churches got some services
The morgue could afford just cause
We was doing murdering
Nigga called my phone, talking reckless
I ain't heard of it
Fuck ya girl, give her back, I'm courteous

I can keep a secret with Vicky
Have a menage with Nicki
And be out London with Lauren
And telling Meagan good morning
Catch me rolling with Kelly or at the Hilton
With Paris from Hollywood to the hood
I want a mom and I swear
That I want 'em all, wanna fuck 'em all
Had my niggas down so I'm
Screaming fuck the law
Monday night wrestling, I'm so fucking Raw
She gon' wipe me down
I'm gon' brush her off

I'm way harder than the concrete
I say what my mind speak
Word to the homies Ross
I can get that 9 Piece
For the low that 9 cheap
Call me if you want it
Haters see me and I'm staying got
'em sick to they stomach

I got a penny in my pocket
Million in the trunk started in the back
Now we the niggas in the front
Step out on the block
All the bitches they still in shock
Get a piece of pussy then
Take my niggas to shop

Pandemonium, causing pandemonium
Half a million for the same car we rolling in
Pandemonium, pandemonium
We the number one niggas
Your bitch notice it

Whole time, see that fly shit I've been on
All the girlfriends fall in line
From my spin off
That's game bitch ain't shit
Nudies and some J six where I'm from
It's cold and niggas get
At you like handkerchiefs

God bless you unless you was disrespectful
Bitches disappoint you but money
Won't ever stress you
They say I'm special as Devin
Hester on fourth down
So all that shit you niggas
Kicking with worried about

Catch me at the carry out
Mumbo sauce and half and half
Flyest niggas out here, period no maxi pad
Bitch I got a right to brag
Bitch, I got a right to boast
Presidential suite and bitch and I never
Use my right to vote

My vision enormous, my bitches is gorgeous
And I am dead serious, bitch
I spit with embalming shout out to lil G
Shout out Tre and Mohammad
That BOA shit we get paid
With death over dishonor

I'm known as Obama's don't
I know no one in Congress
These bitches love me all the way
You got sort of's and kind of's
Sort of remind you
Why you don't call no vagina
Just give 'em awesome intercourse
And ignore there inquires

Quietly becoming a top ten
You dreamed of getting cream
Best believe I'm John Deere, Smith
Greenist Moncler shit
Earth tones in the winter
Purp rolled in a rillo
I am on my John Lithgow

Out of this 3rd Rock, nigga it out
I am on my Tom Brady
Y'all niggas is Eric Crouch
What the blood clot, Tommy Frazier
Fuck yourself i can see your album coming
That shit's like a sucker punch

Here for breakfast, fuck for lunch
Dinner time she bring a friend
Write my shit so vicious
Y'all are like snitches you
Can't see the pen
Always on some new shit CNN
Shitting on these niggas like I need a pen

I got a penny in my pocket
Million in the trunk started in the back
Now we the niggas in the front
Step out on the block
All the bitches they still in shock
Get a piece of pussy then
Take my niggas to shop

Pandemonium, causing pandemonium
Half a million for the same car we rolling in
Pandemonium, pandemonium
We the number 1 niggas, your bitch notice it