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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Vocals
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
Pill
Pill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
Tyrone Rivers
Tyrone Rivers
Songwriter
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
Antoine Kearney
Antoine Kearney
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tal Miller
Tal Miller
Mastering Engineer
John Rivers
John Rivers
Recording Engineer
Young Guru
Young Guru
Mixing Engineer
Lil Lody
Lil Lody
Producer

Lyrics

Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcolm X, by any means Many 14's stuffed in my denim jeans Al salaam alaykum, wa alaykum al salaam Whatever your religion kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified Hit the streets, whip cost 335 No pork on the fork but it's white in the pot We charging you niggas up if you like it or not Drop the work off the scale, throw some ice in the pot Then let that Arm & Hammer, hammer it right to a lot Trying to whip a Rollie or a Cartier Shout out to this Pyrex that bought this Audemeer Oops, I meant Audemar, my whole team got them You loving the same bitch my whole team popping My honey don't I'm wherever that money go Glock 9 in my underclothes You cop two of them we fronting for Fuck niggas, we don't fuck with dough Bad bitches never lets them know Keep them 'round but never trust them, no This '62 so comfortable I'm a field nigga, you's a house nigga I'm a real nigga and you's a mouse, nigga Code red, which means you go red But I don't knock you, I just blame it on your head Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcolm X, by any means Many 14's stuffed in my denim jeans Al salaam alaykum, wa alaykum al salaam Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified Hit the streets, whip cost 335 Malcolm X, get your hand out my pocket Some niggas walking with death, guess they ran out of options Tell them niggas we moving, tell them niggas to do it I swear we going ham, though some my niggas sue me They burn on every block, snitches ain't got no heart Shit ain't been the same since Ronald Reagan helped Plymouth Rock And we didn't land on it, Mr. Reagan But this gonna make us rich, Mr. Reagan Al salaam alaykum, wa alaykum al salaam She near that every Friday and then go to Jamal Let her play with her box, she give the greatest of top She said these niggas is her bread, she makes a lot, word How they say that we not fly, how they say that we not working They just need convincing like Malcolm Little 'fore he converted I'm on my dean, Insha Allah, I'ma get her right On the Bible you Koran but you can't hide Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcolm X, by any means Many 14's stuffed in my denim jeans Al salaam alaykum, wa alaykum al salaam Whatever your religion kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified Hit the streets, whip cost 335 Marching for cars, they put a hole in it Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted Preaching for the paper paparazzi Federales severe rallies, massacre lives teaches through Shabazz That's Malik, I'm behind the brass Corruption overcasts, leave 'em leakin' in the cask Hear the bell and you better rebel, smell all that cheddar and shells Malcolm invades platinum and Africa went setting assail My religion the kitchen, pop a formalist Bet you made sure my pockets have an abnormal bulge My philosophy is rocks and weed, a pot to lean, a glock to squeeze Niggas clocking dollars, don't know how to read with mouths to feed It's hard starvin' walking scarvy, mess with Malcolm Little Knowledge was obtained, fuck your chains and your master, nigga We in the field building muscle while you watch the house And dusting off the porcelain and open when they cock is out Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcolm X, by any means Many 14's stuffed in my denim jeans Al salaam alaykum, wa alaykum al salaam Whatever your religion kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified Hit the streets, whip cost 335
Writer(s): William Roberts, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Robert Williams, Tyrone Rivers, Antoine Kearney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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