Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Say, it's the King, right?
I had to come find the illest in Philly
Check out these ****, man, be kickin' that bullshit
About who they gon' do what to
But when it all goes down
They ain't nowhere to be found, ya understand?
Say it, Meek Mills
Take off, one time
[Verse 2]
You gonna do something to who? What? When? Never that
If they got a problem, tell 'me call me, we can settle that
Matter fact, you ain't gotta tell 'em, I'll tell 'em that
And if these **** hiding, we gon' slide up where they mother at
AK-47 with the double strap
Have your sister at the funeral, bring my brother back
Just for fucking with the wrong one
Yeah, I got a short temper, but I got a long gun
Call the mac the chicken wing 'cause it got it's own drum
I know these **** sick of me 'cause I done had a long run
Countin' all this money, fucking all these hoes
They was looking at me funny 'cause I pulled up in that rose
Y'all good for talkin' on Twitter
We good for sparkin' on ****
Broad day walk up on a ****
Had a homicide unit, put the chalk up on ****
[Verse 3]
Hey you gon' do somethin' to who? What? When?
You say you want it with who? What? When?
Them shots comin' at who? What? When?
You was sayin' that to who? What? When? Fuck, ****
You better get that fuck shit off your mind
'Cause I'ma up that strap, you crossed the line
Make examples out you **** start spreadin' the news
When I shoot you gon' go upside your head with them twos
[Verse 4]
You want to find me, you can find me at the top of the list
Said if they ever let me in, I wouldn't stop it for shit
You see that motivation, make you say I'm cocky as shit
Whatever, fuck it, tell 'em suck a hippopotamus dick
Nowadays, play how could I possibly get, I'm getting paid
Get out the Maybach and go hop in the jet
Know they hat in on the rise of the cheddar I spend
And the fact that I'm looking fly in whatever I'm in
Most of you big **** soft like the Michelin' man
When you see a lil' **** standing with a pistol in hand
Kept me off stage rappin' with my dick in my hand
Tryna distinguish the difference between a bitch and a fan
I done been broke once, homie, never again
'Cause I sold dope once and I'll sell it again
First week five hundred, I'll sell it again
Tell the mice make way and let the elephants in, ****
[Verse 5]
Hey you gon' do somethin' to who? What? When?
You say you want it with who? What? When?
Them shots comin' at who? What? When?
You was sayin' that to who? What? When? Fuck, ****
You better get that fuck shit off your mind
'Cause I'ma up that strap, you crossed the line
Make examples out you **** start spreadin' the news
When I shoot you gon' go upside your head with them twos
[Verse 6]
I'm goin' round for round, jab for jab, ****, pound for pound
Only time we showin' up, the shut this motherfucker down
Ridin' 'round in the Kia, four spare tires
Chopper 'round, shots fired, ****, flat lines
Tip came totin' to keep the problem solvin' oh
Drive-bys on dirt bikes with Meek Milli, oh
Chrome block shells, I bleach 'em and watch 'em fade away
Leave a **** block wetter than a rainy day
What's beef? Beef is when you scared to leave the crib
Gucci and he inspired for some of the dollar mill
I'm worth mills and I beat a **** ass still
Ya'll **** get wasted I ain't talkin' spilled beers
School of hard knocks, I'm a higher Chiba
One of ya dick suckers get your head up with the nina
And ain't why I'm still strapped, snuck in withe the cleaver
You're best bet is to run the other way
When I see ya, it's what I do bitch
[Verse 7]
Hey you gon' do somethin' to who? What? When?
You say you want it with who? What? When?
Them shots comin' at who? What? When?
You was sayin' that to who? What? When? Fuck, ****
You better get that fuck shit off your mind
'Cause I'ma up that strap, you crossed the line
Make examples out you **** start spreadin' the news
When I shoot you gon' go upside your head with them twos
Written by: T.I.
