Me (FWM) (feat. A$AP Ferg)

[Intro: Meek Mill]

****in' with me, niggas ain't ****in' with me (Niggas ain't ****in'—)

Niggas ain't ****in' with me, niggas ain't ****in' with me (Woah, woah)

Woah, woah (Woah, woah)

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Drop (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

Flew her out on the first flight

Got that pussy the first night

Niggas say it's war, then it's on sight, gang, gang (Brrt)

Walk in this bitch with all this ice

I could've came through in a 'Rari but hit the hood on my dirt bike, yeah

Countin' these bands up, been ****in' my hands up (**** it up)

I was in Paris, I pay for the drill with your mans up(Brrt)

Big Glock, .40 on the hipline, hold my pants up (Hold it up)

She was confused, like, "How you the G.O.A.T. in a Lamb' truck?" (She like, "What?")

****in' this tall bitch from the back, say, "Stand up (Woo)

Then put your mother****in' face down, ass up"

Nigga been rich too long for makin' these songs

My nigga, it's past luck

****in' this bitch too long, she off of the threesome and I just passed up

She wanna go in the 'Rari (Too small)

I wanna rip in the Wraith (Let's go)

I wanna look at the stars (Stars), like I was hittin' the space (Yeah)

Nigga, how you get back home? (How he get back?)

Tell you, "Look at his case" (Take him out)

Said her [?] (What happened?)

I put it on her face

[Chorus: Meek Mill & A$AP Ferg]

Niggas ain't ****in' with me, niggas ain't ****in' with me (Yeah, yeah, Harlem)

Niggas ain't ****in' with me, niggas ain't ****in' with me (Meek Mill, what up?)

Twenty bad bitches goin' up with the gang, they ****in' for free (Ooh-ooh)

You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me (Yeah)

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]

Got a boss bitch, Domican

Slim with the buns, cinnamon

Friend got the cake like in ammends

East coast bitch in Timberlands (Yeah)

Dip with the set like Killa Cam

Hop on a jet and we get a tan

Like Mortal Kombat when she throw it back

Friends like, "Finish him" (Right)

Run up, gon' flex, huh

It look like I'm looting in my closet, with the baguettes, huh

I just hit Will up with a deposit (Yeah), fill up my neck, huh

Lookin' lightbugs sittin' on my collar (Right)

We been stressed, huh

Pull up with a mink, look like I am Chewbacca

Blocka-blocka, turned to shottas if them coppers try to stop us (Ferg)

They gon' say that John and Vinnies had some pasta with some mobsters (Yeah)

Swervin' through Philly and hangin' with Billies and nobody really can stop us (Woo)

Bee-ya, bee-ya, we throw dollars, got your bee-ya' pussy poppin' like

Bee-ya, bee-ya, why you actin' like a ho? Like a ho, like a ho?

Bee-ya, bee-ya, why you actin' like a ho? Like a ho, like a ho?

Bee-ya, bee-ya, get yo' eyes up off my dough, off my dough

Bee-ya, bee-ya, get yo' eyes up off my dough, off my dough (That's right)

[Chorus: Meek Mill]

Niggas ain't ****in' with me, niggas ain't ****in' with me (Niggas ain't ****in'—)

Niggas ain't ****in' with me, niggas ain't ****in' with me (They can't touch us)

Twenty bad bitches goin' up with the gang, they ****in' for free (****in' for free)

You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me

Bee-ya, bee-ya

[Outro: Meek Mill]

****in' they bad bitch from the projects, her name "Tia"

Head was good, the best on earth like [?]

Nigga asked me did I see her, but I ain't see her

But I did, she was [?]

Spanish bitches goin' up like la marina

She a hot girl and I'm hot too, jalapeños

We sell work and she wan' work 'cause she a pinger

We gon' serve that lil' bitch

(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)

(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)