Chariot

P-P-Papamitrou, boy

Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it

I fell in love with the game and I married it

200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday

I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today

Pushin' that ***** through the 'jects like a chariot

Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various

I gave that ***** $20,000 for charity

Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy

I'm from the trenches where I had to get it

I'm so used to trappin', I get it and flip it

I know that you be actin', I know you ain't with it

Bro, throw me the package, I wrap it and flip it

They say I got money so I'm actin' different

Get it by my lonely, so I never listen

Stay callin' my phone, this lil' *****, she trippin'

Just leave me alone, I'm handlin' business

Work hard, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)

Trap hard, we in the kitchen

Diamonds so cold, light even bend

And my n****s don't fold, they never bendin'

Took a loss, but s**t happens, I get it

With the bosses, I'm payin' attention

Told that ***** I ain't wastin' no time

So, no, I can't wait, not a minute

And I pray to the Lord for better days

I'm flexin' hard like a heavyweight

Spent some racks and I bust down the bezel face

Got this .30 on me, make 'em run away, yeah

*****, I'm gettin' paid

I was in the trap whippin' s**t like a slave

Can't put trust in these *******, these ******* changed

On the block with them n****s, was goin' insane, yeah

I ain't come to play

Can't **** with lil' shawty, she in the way (You in the way)

No time to waste

Gotta get to this money, I'm runnin' late, yeah (I'm runnin' late)

Better keep a K

Boy, these bullets get drawn like anime

I'ma hop in that foreign and do the race

Yeah, I got the Bentley, Meek got the Wraith, yeah

Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it

I fell in love with the game and I married it

200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday

I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today

Pushin' that ***** through the 'jects like a chariot

Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various

I gave that ***** $20,000 for charity

Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy

Woo, ayy

**** on a private jet

Then he hop in his 'Gatti with a jet motor (Rrt)

Ayy, I just had bought out the plug

I got enough drugs to never be sober, yeah

I can't hop in with a scrub

I don't carry dubs in none of my clothin', yeah

I told this ***** to cool off

She was overexcited 'bout my golds, yeah, uh (Woo)

Choke on the beans, I'm ****in' her friend

They doin' my chores, yeah

He fresh out the can and I gave him a wifey

*****, that's yours, yeah (No cap)

I sleep with a K and a couple grenades

I'm ready for war, yeah

Nipsey blue Range Rover SVR

Racks in the safe, I stack it like Lays

My diamonds all colors like a gay parade (Woo)

Go on your *****, I could've just laid

But I alley-oop'd to my homie, he ate (He just scored)

I cooked that fishscale, he slimed out the plate

Got 52 watches andI still come in late

You a sassy *****, but I don't go on dates

Diamonds canary, stone lemon cakes

Show me attention when I'm in your city

I'm so used to ****in' on all of your *******

They wanna **** us and they know that we pimpin'

Giuseppe Zanotti, I cop by the 50, yeah

I work the backstreets in all of the cities

Yes, I paid for her thighs, lips, ass, and her t*****s, yeah

Skydweller get wet as Pacific

I ain't sold a drug, but my wrist on the chicken, yeah (Woo, woo)

[Chorus: Meek Mill & Lil Durk]

Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it

I fell in love with the game and I married it

200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday

I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today

Pushin' that ***** through the 'jects like a chariot

Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various

I gave that ***** $20,000 for charity (Yeah, yeah)

Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy (Yeah, yeah)

Look at my clarity, my diamonds is serious

I got out of jail and I ****ed on her period

I know they racist, Gucci interior

Came from a corner to ownin' my cereal

Meek, we don't need a stylist

Percs, ****, even my balance

Alexander McQueen Margielas (Yeah)

I kill in the streets, you tellin' (Skrrt)

Don't run, don't run

Make it home to my son (To my son)

I be with killers who kill other killers

I'm hangin' with Von

You'd rather buy the ******* back

I'd rather give a new house to my mom

Some n****s rather pray to the Bible

When I converted, I pray with my palms

See, keepin' my Glock when I'm in the field (Gang)

Hop in the Track and I burn out the wheels (Skrrt)

I **** with the gangsters, don't **** with my peers

Fresh out of Jeffrey's, I hop on the Lear

Grippin' that .40, not talkin' a beer

Flawless the diamonds, I boog out the ear

Bentley do wheelies, I pop it in gear

Eight in my cup when I'm walkin' through, clear

Mm-mm-mm-mm, this lifestyle

Man, that X is ****in' my pupil

Just turn these lights down

I'm just a wild, wild boy

Chopper ridin' 'round for him

I need my mils like Meek

I'm a thug like Thug and and Cal, Calboy

Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it (Trappin')

I fell in love with the game and I married it (Trappin')

200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday (Uh)

I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today (Oh)

Pushin' that ***** through the 'jects like a chariot (Yeah)

Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various (Clear)

I gave that ***** $20,000 for charity (Gave the *****)

Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy (Uh oh)

Mm-mm, uh oh

Mm-mm, uh oh

Mm-mm, uh oh