Meat Market

(Rocktee 'bout to run it up)

I just lost a hundred G's, boy, the paper long

When she leave, she gon' go to who you hated on

Put a **** on his feet and never make it known

Dolla send me twenty P's, same day, they gone

Why you ridin' with a K and it ain't automatic?

Beno came home today, now he out in traffic

We ain't goin' in the safe, pull it out the mattress

Your **** workin' with the state, he just got his taxes

Got an Asian in LA, look like Ben Baller

Put my **** on the play, I ain't make ten dollars

I might give a free eighth to the tenth caller

All my **** gettin' cake to the tenth power

I was 'bout to hit your bae, but I didn't call her

Buy a hundred whips today, we gon' tint all 'em

Bad bitches to the left, we gon' pimp all 'em

Get 'em to your doorstep, but I don't install 'em

Yeah, sell it by the pound like the meat market

Know them **** out of town like, "What he chargin'?"

Pull up on me, spend a bag, ain't no free parking

**** catch me down bad, I ain't gon' plea bargain

Trick fell in love with her, she gon' keep chargin'

Fifteen thousand for the puppy, this bitch keep barkin'

Five **** came with you, but it's three starvin'

We them ****, you ain't never gon' see me arguin'

How you always in the street and your pocket empty?

I could've played Lil Meech in the documentary

She gon' still choose me if I ain't got a penny

All these pints ain't cheap, you would've bought some Henny

We do valet at Nobu, I used to walk to Denny's

If we was trappin', I don't know you 'less you bought a twenty

Backpack full of dough, though, I brought plenty

All them rats in your photo, you Walt Disney

Bitch, don't bring me no fee if it's not a dub

Bro just did that for free, it was outta love

Honey keep that shit a G, remind me of my plug

CEOs in VIP, we 'bout to buy the club

Cut it with a razor blade, but I ain't no barber

Slap the fade off a ****, now he Coach Carter

I made ten racks today, I gotta go harder

Heard your **** writin' statements, he a whole Arthur

My young **** beat the state, he used my old lawyer

Young **** sip drank like that's cold water

Twelve bottles in the cases, ain't no Ozarka

My **** pull up, cop a play, then fix his own order

Ridin' on the freeway in the big Impala

Got a line on the yay, he from Nicaragua

Hit your BM yesterday and give y'all kid a dollar

I be stompin' on the yay in my Balenciagas

Got a plug in LA on the doohickeys

Hit your BM yesterday, she was too sticky

(Rocktee 'bout to run it up)