meetup (feat. K.M.O)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Westside ****, ay

Uh, uh, whoa

New amsterdam in the cup

3 half n grams in the blunt

You know we having some fun

Hit the sprizzy with the drop for a light thrill

This a light chill

Made everything around me feel like Mike Will

All these checks on my body like I got a Nike deal

Don't let the singing get you fused all my **** might steal

Might hit you with the steal

Might still catch a body

It's crazy I be walking to the hills from the lobby

Yeah, we got it poppin' did it on our own

Meetup with wang and better bet we gon' blow

Back of the van and now we pushing Maro

And the wrist on platinum, gold

But I'm tryna get that bitch frozen

Talking on me still don't know shit

Every milli I'ma crack a pint

I'm a crack a baddy every night 'cause I want to

Off the X, off the lean, off the drank

I just hit the bong, ****, I can't even think

I just bought a maro, ****, I just bought some range

It ain't even NBA, but I make this shit ring

We gon' play

We got it what?

What? What? We got it

We got it what?

We got it what?

That **** trippin' I put molly in my cup

We moving different I got models in the cut

In the cut, yeah

Like a knife, uh

**** ain't even 21

Uh, yeah, how many hoes I hit this week 21

Yeah, how many lines in this bitch like 21

Wang got plenty funds

I got plenty sons

Stick got kickback

Dick she grip that

Blowing down the whole pack

Can't lack no

Wallet filled with pesos

Lil **** I can't fold

I treat this shit like it's a game of poker

Bad lil' bitch off Facebook she askin' me to come poke her

Do the dash, 12 can't stop me, no

Roll me a wood Issa facer, uh, huh

She wanna come gimme face, uh, huh

Keeping a stick at the waist, uh, huh

Keep **** in line like braces

Hoppin' out a benzo

Wallet fat it can't fold

When you get some money **** switch up like Nintendo

Took her to the bedroom

Got me in the swimming pool

Pills in the drank

Finna put me on pluto

We got it poppin' did it on our own

Meetup with wang and better bet we gon' blow

Back of the van and now we pushing Maro

And the wrist on platinum, gold

Yeah, we got it poppin' did it on our own

Meetup with wang and better bet we gon' blow

Back of the van and now we pushing Maro

And the wrist on platinum, gold

****, fuck you, I don't dance

All this wock keep fucking up the plans

In store I be fucking up my bands

Online be fucking my Ams

Spent 300 holding up my pants

If you ask me what I'm holding, ain't no hands

And she gon' do it with no hands

She ain't a stripper, she slow dance

Wrist on platinum

Wrist on dancing

Wrist on platinum

We keep dancing