Meech

(Izze The Producer)
Yeah
Ayy, man, you seen my phone?
Which one, man?
Not that phone, the trap phone
Paper Route Business, bitch (honorary member)

Yeah, my bitch, she bad (whoa)
All my niggas rich (whoa)
I got work for cheap (ayy)
Damn, I feel like Meech (it's Dolph)
Two-tone Wraith (yeah)
On some big feet (what?)
I fucked her to sleep (uh)
Then jumped back in the streets (skrrt)
Mama put me out (trappin')
I'm straight out the trap (trap)
Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (hah)
I'm geeked up on that lean (pour up)
Countin' while you sleep (yeah)
Everybody eat
Damn, I feel like Meech

My car don't got a top (drop)
It's money when I talk
Got a beam on my Glock (ayy)
And I'm drinking raw (dirty)
Lil' mama so fine, I went up in that pussy raw (what?)
Then I fucked her friend (damn)
She said, "You a dog"
I heard they want me dead, so now I'm flexin' even harder (it's Dolph)
I pull up in that Ferrari rockin' a lot of water (bling)
Fuck the other side (fuck 'em)
It's a homicide (fuck 'em)
Numbers don't lie (nah)
My trap on fire, hey
Every time you see me, I be lit as fuck, yeah, yeah
In the strip club throwin' that shit up (whoa, whoa)
I feel like Shawty Lo (yeah), I'm the man (ayy)
Two-steppin', countin' paper, that's my money dance (woo)

Yeah, my bitch, she bad (whoa)
All my niggas rich (whoa)
I got work for cheap (ayy)
Damn, I feel like Meech (it's Dolph)
Two-tone Wraith (yeah)
On some big feet (what?)
I fucked her to sleep (uh)
Then jumped back in the streets (skrrt)
Mama put me out (trappin')
I'm straight out the trap (trap)
Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (hah)
I'm geeked up on that lean (pour up)
Countin' while you sleep (yeah)
Everybody eat
Damn, I feel like Meech

Damn, I feel like Meech (uh)
I think we BMF (gang)
Slammin' all these pounds I need a championship belt (ayy)
Pull up (woo), pick up (woo)
Pull off (woo), drop off (woo)
Top off (woo), it's Dolph (it's Dolph)
Cough syrup, no cough (pour up)
Yeah, I come from a place where they don't make it out (hey, hey)
Young nigga snortin' pills ready to take you out (for real)
My bitch bad and juicy
I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday (ayy)
Medicine what I'm sippin' for real (whoa)
I got your bitch skinny dippin' at the crib (turn up)
I'm servin' and countin' (hah), smokin' ounces (yeah)
I just made a play (trap), for 300K

Yeah, my bitch, she bad (whoa)
All my niggas rich (whoa)
I got work for cheap (ayy)
Damn, I feel like Meech (it's Dolph)
Two-tone Wraith (yeah)
On some big feet (what?)
I fucked her to sleep (uh)
Then jumped back in the streets (skrrt)
Mama put me out (trappin')
I'm straight out the trap (trap)
Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent 'em 'cross the map (hah)
I'm geeked up on that lean (pour up)
Countin' while you sleep (yeah)
Everybody eat
Damn, I feel like Meech