Meek Mill - Willy Wonka lyrics
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Meek Mill - Willy Wonka lyrics]
Looking like a million bucks! Smelling
Like a brick or raw
Went and bought a yellow Breitling
Cuz these haters piss me off throwin' all
That bullshit in the field
I'mma pick you off (Interception)
Still play the passenger
Acting like I'm Biggie
Smalls every time I look up
These niggas getting shook up
Cuz I'm bout to drop like the raw
When it cook up on another
Page tell them all pick the book
Up used to be the
Underdog but now I'm like "wassup!" I
Don't even know ya'll so
Why would I dough ya'll never
Ever catch me bitching like o-Dog
Catch me in the kitchen trynna turn a couple
O's hard! 40 on my hip line
Ready to rock and roll off my style
Gun a nigga down then I
Stroll off i don't do
The shooting my niggas will drop the load off
(The Goons) i'm
Talking special delivery vividly
Shining on these bitches like Tiffany
(Bling) isn't he killing these rappers
Come and witness he
Had to go the harder way to get it
Like Timothy yEAH! You grind hard
Then you shine hard
I'm balling the rapper version
Of LeBron dawg i be fresher than a nigga on
His prime ya'll if they
Don't feel me they just smell
Me like Pinesol too strong
I did this for too long
Sour Diesel and Patron got a nigga to on
Im' gone! High as my electric she
Don't wanna fuck with me on to the
Next bitch on to the next
Girl i am on the next world
With my out of space
Flow, hard as the bass go
Spitting 38 doe special
Pussy Ass Niggas got me twisted
Like a pretzel wait until I catch
You! Arms long like I'm Armstrong
I'll stretch you! Beat your face in and
Have you looking like Van Exel
Ew! I be getting ugly on the beat
And I didn't even sign my deal
I'm getting money on these
Streets i be eating everything
I be hungry on the
Beat! And I been always on some shit
Since a youngin' in these
Streets i said I'm
215 APhillyated ya'll niggas gon
Really hate it
Pull up on them Flying Spur Haters get
A Millyated they gon think I
Really made it when I ride by
Diamonds in my wrist watch, looking Ta-Da!
Ah! Nigga is you hating cuz you mad
Or is you mad because you
Hating? Make your choice because we waiting
Pick your answer just like
Iverson i just Micheal Myers him
Running circles round you rappers
I ain't even tiresome all you niggas
Dissin' on me tell'em strap up
Cuz when I get off I'm like wrestling
I just act up!
Black 'matic, tinted windows, black truck
Spray them niggas down, and back up
Do it again
You and your friend you did dirty
Execute him with 30 all
Of a sudden these niggas didn't
Deserve it there family crying
A grieving all at the service wonder
Round acting all crazy until
We roll up on them niggas slow like Mrs daisy
Hopped out the wheel
Drop like a buck eighty when
The medics came and
They ain't even try to save 'em
They said "call the coroner
This one ain't a maybe" Mama
Came to view him she
Said "no that's not my baby he don't look
Familiar" Is that getting real enough?
We gon tear your
Brother up and show him to your mother yup!
Ha! Flamers!
Meek Milly! Jahlil we did it again
And it ain't gon stop
Like a brick or raw
Went and bought a yellow Breitling
Cuz these haters piss me off throwin' all
That bullshit in the field
I'mma pick you off (Interception)
Still play the passenger
Acting like I'm Biggie
Smalls every time I look up
These niggas getting shook up
Cuz I'm bout to drop like the raw
When it cook up on another
Page tell them all pick the book
Up used to be the
Underdog but now I'm like "wassup!" I
Don't even know ya'll so
Why would I dough ya'll never
Ever catch me bitching like o-Dog
Catch me in the kitchen trynna turn a couple
O's hard! 40 on my hip line
Ready to rock and roll off my style
Gun a nigga down then I
Stroll off i don't do
The shooting my niggas will drop the load off
(The Goons) i'm
Talking special delivery vividly
Shining on these bitches like Tiffany
(Bling) isn't he killing these rappers
Come and witness he
Had to go the harder way to get it
Like Timothy yEAH! You grind hard
Then you shine hard
I'm balling the rapper version
Of LeBron dawg i be fresher than a nigga on
His prime ya'll if they
Don't feel me they just smell
Me like Pinesol too strong
I did this for too long
Sour Diesel and Patron got a nigga to on
Im' gone! High as my electric she
Don't wanna fuck with me on to the
Next bitch on to the next
Girl i am on the next world
With my out of space
Flow, hard as the bass go
Spitting 38 doe special
Pussy Ass Niggas got me twisted
Like a pretzel wait until I catch
You! Arms long like I'm Armstrong
I'll stretch you! Beat your face in and
Have you looking like Van Exel
Ew! I be getting ugly on the beat
And I didn't even sign my deal
I'm getting money on these
Streets i be eating everything
I be hungry on the
Beat! And I been always on some shit
Since a youngin' in these
Streets i said I'm
215 APhillyated ya'll niggas gon
Really hate it
Pull up on them Flying Spur Haters get
A Millyated they gon think I
Really made it when I ride by
Diamonds in my wrist watch, looking Ta-Da!
Ah! Nigga is you hating cuz you mad
Or is you mad because you
Hating? Make your choice because we waiting
Pick your answer just like
Iverson i just Micheal Myers him
Running circles round you rappers
I ain't even tiresome all you niggas
Dissin' on me tell'em strap up
Cuz when I get off I'm like wrestling
I just act up!
Black 'matic, tinted windows, black truck
Spray them niggas down, and back up
Do it again
You and your friend you did dirty
Execute him with 30 all
Of a sudden these niggas didn't
Deserve it there family crying
A grieving all at the service wonder
Round acting all crazy until
We roll up on them niggas slow like Mrs daisy
Hopped out the wheel
Drop like a buck eighty when
The medics came and
They ain't even try to save 'em
They said "call the coroner
This one ain't a maybe" Mama
Came to view him she
Said "no that's not my baby he don't look
Familiar" Is that getting real enough?
We gon tear your
Brother up and show him to your mother yup!
Ha! Flamers!
Meek Milly! Jahlil we did it again
And it ain't gon stop