BONUS: Niggas In Paris - Meek Mill (米克·米尔)

These niggas can't find me

Cause I'm probably in the air

Cuttin' through the clouds in a Lear G-5′in

B**ch ni**a we mobbin'

Rich ni**a we buyin' any b**ch we wanna

And it go 'room when I hit that corner in a batmobile

Trap for real bullets hit ya head

Make ya head go still

Niggas always ask why you rap so real

Cause I be in the trap sellin' crack pills

Got them racks on I'll money so sick

I don't give a f**k who you run and go get

Ross with a boat cause I wanna go fish

With his all yellow rolli got these niggas so pissed

Shittin' on these niggas where my toilet

Jordan's you ain't never seen 'em cause I'm ballin'

Board as sh*t I spent be so retarded

Cause I don't even write

I'm just recording

Got an AP Rolex Cartier to the Hublot

I ain't even have to hit the bank

I bought this sh*t from a few shows

With a new hoe in my view so beautiful I see a few hoes

Anchorman that forecast

I say it's coming and they move the snow

Ha got a young b**ch look like Nicki tho (Nicki tho)

I said could ya keep a secret just like Vicki tho

I let her sip Ciroc and hit the sticky tho

Told her she can kiss my neck but just don't give me no hickies ho

Cause my baby momma be trippin'

All these ones I be whippin'

All this paper I be gettin'

I be dunkin on 'em: Blake Griffin

Ni**a I got now you got no

No W's for the loser's tho

All this ice like jewelry show

Riding so slow like a funeral

Look at my neck take a look at my wrist

Look at my pockets take a look at my b**ch

Let me take 'em way back

Finna like '86 all eyes on me

When I step up in the club

I feelin' like Rich

Porter that is I slaughter that b**ch

Don't touch that work I order that sh*t

I wouldn't give a damn what corner that is

If they cop that work I goin' at that b**ch

With' a whole sack no rap w**d pills d**e crack

Droppin' right on 'em like hold that

Feds takin' pictures like Kodak

Tappin' my phone watching my home

They watchin' me and I'm watching the throne

See suckin' me and I'm watching the dome

Perc in my system and I'm in the zone yeah I'm gettin' gone

Phantom Ghost like 'em chase 'em Pacman

All this money on my mind you see it on my catscan

Ni**a