Meek Mill - Raw lyrics

I asked my little bitch if she seen
A brick and she said no
I told that little bitch look at
My wrist and she said oh
You on some bullshit
With that point like Eric Snow
My nigga B move them O's like
He playing tic tac toe
Now and we both going in, like a got a curfew
You don't get no money
Paper shorter than commercial
Let me hear you niggas plotting on me
I'm a murk you have my goons at your crib
Every day like Urkel
One day I go fuck a bitch
Then I be like fuck a bitch
Have her try to bust my
Windows out like Jazmine Sullivan
Cause I got another bitch and she even badder
Looking like Beyonce
But that don't even matter
Cause I ball hard, I play for team Louie
They whole clique suck my dick
That's team chewy
Rocks in the Bezel, all husky face blew it
Since a lil' nigga used to
Talk that shit like Stewie
Who he, Louie had Louis chicks, Louis shirts
Louis belt walked up in the Louis store and
Tell 'em I want the shelf
Buy the whole mannequin
Niggas and they shenanigans
Go get 'em sent to Hahnemann
Shoot 'em like we gambling
Or hit 'em like it's blackjack bout
To get my mac back
Once I trade these handguns
I'm trying to feed my grandson
I'm having million dollar dreams
And hundred dollar nightmares thinking
'bout the cream
Ok, black Impalla, black rims, black tims
Black ice all black everything
Flowing through the back night
Black flooded rollie on
Looking like a flashlight
Tryna get that black car
Money bitch cash life