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Meek Mill

Genres: Hip-Hop

Connect The Dots Lyrics - Meek Mill

Yeah, gang 

Chasers, Chasers, Chasers, Chasers, gang 

Chasers, Chasers, Chasers, Chasers, gang 

Ayy 

 

Brand new Glock . with a ladder in that bitch (okay) 

deep so it don't matter who you get (no way) 

All my niggas hittin', it don't matter who you with (okay) 

We gon' whack you if you tellin', it don't matter if you snitch 

You done told on your homie, you a pussy (you a pussy) 

In the kitchen with the Pyrex, baking cookies (cookin' work) 

Every time you see me out, I got it with me (Know I got it) 

Bending through that Bentley truck, they couldn't miss me 

Bought his baby mama a Patek, now that nigga wanna kill me (oh man) 

Yeah, bitch I'm talking fifty 

If I stand up on my money they can't never overlook me 

White come straight from cross the border, you can never overcook it 

This that raw, this that raw, bitch I ball like Chris Paul 

I switch it to Blake Griffin, they gon' blame that shit on y'all 

Homie said that he a blood, we gon' paint that shit on dog 

Told my bro to bring his hit, we gon' hang it on the wall 

All my shooters trained to go, they've been waitin' on my call 

They've been waitin' on that ring to pull that thing and chop it off 

To knock you off, brrr 

 

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Connect the dots 

Connect the dots 

Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) 

Running to a pussy and collect his watch 

When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top 

 

Let's talk about the trap, let's talk about the streets (What's up) 

You looked up to Jordan we looked up to Meech (Meech) 

Clean a nigga block, leave that bitch bleached (brrr) 

Spend a half a quarter on a pair of sneaks (woah) 

What type of boss is you, you gave your dawg a draco (draco, draco) 

Real bosses put their dawgs on the payroll (payroll, payroll) 

Drop Rolls Royce, that's a don nigga (don nigga) 

I got pocket seats, them bitches orange, nigga (Hermes) 

We CMG grizzly, we just sold out the forum 

Yeah, hit a button on that new don and watch it transform (transform) 

Yeah, you been misinformed 

Think you can disrespect the king and hate don't come with harm 

Quarter milly on the diamond chain, no charm 

Milly Rockin' in the kitchen, tryna make it form (fuck it up, fuck it up) 

My religion get this money, Christian or Islam 

And my tradition send the money soon they said it's bond 

And my lifestyle, don't leave your house without your fucking gun 

The goal to leave the hood but not forget where you from 

 

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Connect the dots 

Connect the dots 

Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) 

Running to a pussy and collect his watch 

When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top 

 

All about the timing and I'm feeling so correct 

Got all these diamonds, bitches say I seem possessed 

You scared of violence so you gotta cut the check 

We always styling so my niggas fresh to death 

No need for wallets, ball that shit up in my fist 

Get out the projects, that's the first one on the list (mama) 

Pack up your bags, mama your lil son is shit (mama) 

We impeaching niggas, then we hit them with the bliff 

Speaking in silence, it's okay to talk in code 

It's still lil' booty boys, and gotta shout the zoes 

We one of one therefore I tailor-made the clothes 

I got the don setted on D's and the lows 

Still fly commercial but I don't do TV shows 

Fucking a actress so she gotta play the role 

You seein' money, what you know, you see the most 

Versace diners at a Donatella toast 

Black in a 'Vetty, got IG out, watchin' post 

Renzel records, with your Tina Turner contracts 

Still war ready, never run with rats 

Once again, the dope boys running rap 

 

Connect the dots 

Connect the dots 

Link with the connect and we collect them blocks (that white perico) 

Running to a pussy and collect his watch 

When we catch him, headshot, disconnect his top, ho! 

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