Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Drama
Announcer
Meek Mill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyree Simmons
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
40
Producer
Nikhil Seetharam
Producer
T-Minus
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Put 'em up
Now put 'em up
(MMG) Now put 'em up
[Verse 2]
I don't know what these haters be talkin'
I pop any chick that I want (Yeah)
Put your girl in the back of that 'Bach
Main two reasons she ain't gon' front (No)
I Minaj with her and her friend, put my main homie on one
But my neck and so stupid and my pockets be on so dumb
Because I'm on one, haters we never condone 'em
Penthouse full of some bad bitches
Me and my homies gon' show 'em something, it's MMG
Ridin' 'round in this Lambo, more ham, dawg, I'm on Collins
And I'm leanin' off that purple shit
So don't judge me like your honor, oh
[Verse 3]
I'm feelin' so cold (I'm cold)
Yeah, we ridin' dirty but the whip clean (The whip clean)
But think a couple years ago (Think back)
I was in the cell when I was eighteen (Real talk)
And what's up with these new bitches? (Huh?)
And why they all wanna fuck so easy? (Is it the money?)
What's up with these new ****? (New ****, new ****)
And why they all wanna talk so greasy? (Suckas)
[Verse 4]
But get it why you here, boy (Boy)
'Cause I got that money to make you disappear, boy (Boy)
It's on my mind don't make me put it on your head, boy
I've been super fly since Rozay took me to that clear port, ah
****, what you know about that?
Ridin' 'round town with like four or five straps
Truck full of raw and we dipping from the law
Just came from the cell, I ain't goin' right back
Pull up in a Benz they ain't gon' like that
Box these ****, they'll never fight back
Diamonds on my neck, and my wrist white black
And I'm killin' these ****, I ain't even write that (Nah)
Ha, and I be stuntin' 'cause I ain't never had (Never had)
Got you bitches wavin' like they tryna catch a cab (Catch a cab)
They wanna fuck a **** good so they can touch a bag (Touch a bag)
She had the nerve to say she love me and I fuckin' laugh (Laugh, laugh)
[Verse 5]
All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
I don't really give a fuck and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only gettin' older, somebody should of told you I'm on one
Yeah, fuck it I'm on one
Yeah, I said I'm on one, fuck it I'm on one
Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple or could be pink
Dependin' on how you mix that shit
Money to be got, and I'ma goin' that shit
'Cause I'm on one, I said fuck it I'm on one
Written by: Meek Mill

