Meek Mill - Super Gremlin lyrics
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Meek Mill - Super Gremlin lyrics]
You actin' like a lil' bitch right now
Nigga
Fuck that, I ain't lettin' that's hit ride
We gon' go and smoke all these motherfuckers
I don't care who the fuck out there
Goddamn it, is you down, nigga?
Man, both of y'all shut the fuck up
Well, we could be superstars
(We could've been superstars but
Niggas be playin' slime)
We been rather wreckin' cars
(Ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
Man, we play for keeps
What is at stakes for us?
(Grind, thirst, hunger)
Kickin' off power mirrors
Say you my nigga, you say you my hitter
But I don't remember you
Deep in the trenches
(yeah, we could be superstars)
I'm swingin' them switchеs at
You and your niggas
If you ever wonder why I'm bеin' distant
Know why I'm slidin', I
Ain't even wildin'
No one here survivin' this
Life that we livin' if we really rockin'
Then why you feel comfortable talkin'
'round opps about my business?
Yeah, I'm in that zone done got the ride
I check out the Track' and they
Can't even follow me home (Skrrt)
I'm really from Philly, I know all
The killers, I call 'em
Then I'ma be wrong
My youngin a soldier, they gave him a twenty
I told him he gotta be strong
I sent him some pictures
Whenever he get 'em
I know that he probably alone he wrote me
He told me that he livin' through me
I said, "Broski, you" (Yo, bro)
It's crazy
I ain't even writin' 'cause I wanna
Tell him what I'm really on
Slidin', eighty rounds, Glocks, see my kids
I gotta get home
I seen lames turn superstars
And that 'Gram cut off, and ya mans cut off
'Cause you went too hard, and yeah
I went too hard
He back broke, he tryna hitch ya yard
You a type nigga try to get ya dawg headshot
Don't even tell 'em what ya charge
Red dot, I ain't really tryna miss at all
This love won't really take risks at all
Nah, I was in back of the 'Bach when
I put up the track with the gremlins
We done got hold of the money and
Move like the Russians at the Kremlin
AMG go sixty-three, G Wagon, hear the engine
(Vroom)
YG Air Force fifty, bendin' corners
Scrapin' fenders
Somebody tell me who fuckin' with me
And don't bring up no bitches
That's fuckin' with me
No competition when niggas are with me
Don't bring up no niggas
That's fuckin' with me if you a hater
Don't try to persuade me 'bout none of
Them niggas that's fuckin' with me
And don't speak on niggas, got money with me
All the niggas that's thuggin' with me
You don't fuck with my day ones? Fuck you
Nigga it could be what you want it to be
Got big bank, yeah, I'll crush you, nigga
That lil' money ain't nothin' to me
I ain't chasin' no ho
They be runnin' to me
I ain't payin' no hoes
They be comin' to me
If I keep it a thousand
I'll be in the islands
You run in my hitters before
You could run into me
Yeah, we could've been superstars
(I don't trust him)
If he spin again, better shoot his car
(Better dust him)
Now, it's not safe for you (Why?)
My youngin put a switch on this Glick
Yeah
Nigga
Fuck that, I ain't lettin' that's hit ride
We gon' go and smoke all these motherfuckers
I don't care who the fuck out there
Goddamn it, is you down, nigga?
Man, both of y'all shut the fuck up
Well, we could be superstars
(We could've been superstars but
Niggas be playin' slime)
We been rather wreckin' cars
(Ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
Man, we play for keeps
What is at stakes for us?
(Grind, thirst, hunger)
Kickin' off power mirrors
Say you my nigga, you say you my hitter
But I don't remember you
Deep in the trenches
(yeah, we could be superstars)
I'm swingin' them switchеs at
You and your niggas
If you ever wonder why I'm bеin' distant
Know why I'm slidin', I
Ain't even wildin'
No one here survivin' this
Life that we livin' if we really rockin'
Then why you feel comfortable talkin'
'round opps about my business?
Yeah, I'm in that zone done got the ride
I check out the Track' and they
Can't even follow me home (Skrrt)
I'm really from Philly, I know all
The killers, I call 'em
Then I'ma be wrong
My youngin a soldier, they gave him a twenty
I told him he gotta be strong
I sent him some pictures
Whenever he get 'em
I know that he probably alone he wrote me
He told me that he livin' through me
I said, "Broski, you" (Yo, bro)
It's crazy
I ain't even writin' 'cause I wanna
Tell him what I'm really on
Slidin', eighty rounds, Glocks, see my kids
I gotta get home
I seen lames turn superstars
And that 'Gram cut off, and ya mans cut off
'Cause you went too hard, and yeah
I went too hard
He back broke, he tryna hitch ya yard
You a type nigga try to get ya dawg headshot
Don't even tell 'em what ya charge
Red dot, I ain't really tryna miss at all
This love won't really take risks at all
Nah, I was in back of the 'Bach when
I put up the track with the gremlins
We done got hold of the money and
Move like the Russians at the Kremlin
AMG go sixty-three, G Wagon, hear the engine
(Vroom)
YG Air Force fifty, bendin' corners
Scrapin' fenders
Somebody tell me who fuckin' with me
And don't bring up no bitches
That's fuckin' with me
No competition when niggas are with me
Don't bring up no niggas
That's fuckin' with me if you a hater
Don't try to persuade me 'bout none of
Them niggas that's fuckin' with me
And don't speak on niggas, got money with me
All the niggas that's thuggin' with me
You don't fuck with my day ones? Fuck you
Nigga it could be what you want it to be
Got big bank, yeah, I'll crush you, nigga
That lil' money ain't nothin' to me
I ain't chasin' no ho
They be runnin' to me
I ain't payin' no hoes
They be comin' to me
If I keep it a thousand
I'll be in the islands
You run in my hitters before
You could run into me
Yeah, we could've been superstars
(I don't trust him)
If he spin again, better shoot his car
(Better dust him)
Now, it's not safe for you (Why?)
My youngin put a switch on this Glick
Yeah