Contagious Lyrics - Meek Mill

[Intro: Meek Mill] 

See what it is, they don't know a rock from a diamond 

I'm like hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up 

Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up 

Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up 

Wait a minute, motherfucker 

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] 

Ugh! 

I pull in your hood in a brand new Wraith (like skrr!) 

Tell your bitch "Fall back, nigga", we ain't got no space 

And your bitch ain't bad, nigga, you ain't got no taste 

And everybody want to be the king, like the deck ain't got no Ace 

Half of my bitches they richer than me 

Hoes that you payin', I'm hittin' for free 

I used to pass up on that pussy, my nigga 

You payin' that thot just to give her some D 

God damn, God damn 

I'm with a white bitch named Roxanne 

And she ain't home yet cause she got plans 

And y'all hatin' niggas can't shake my hand 

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[Chorus: Meek Mill & Quavo] 

Cause that shit contagious, these niggas outrageous 

Started off buzzin' like pagers 

Now I got paper, just look at these acres 

Wake up like, "Where is my neighbors?" 

Prolly in Vegas, shootin' dice at the table 

The feds, they watch me like cable 

Do me a favor, don't do me no favors 

A favor can get too contagious 

[Verse 2: Quavo] 

Migo and Meek Milly got stacks in the ceiling 

I got money ties all the way up through Philly 

I'm fuckin' your bitch and she from Puerto Rico 

The plug is a papí, he send me the kilo 

I hop on the jet, then I fly out to Vegas 

Link up with the mob in Reno 

Paparazzi, they flash and stare 

And I pull out McLaren, I hop out Giuseppe toe 

Young nigga, they know that QC the new Death Row 

I'm in the kitchen cookin' antidote (I'm cookin' it) 

Lookin' down on a fuck nigga 

Cause a young nigga on a top ropes 

Now everybody wanna take a picture 

Now that young nigga's worth seven figures 

Step out that vault and I'm countin' millions 

Thankin' the Lord for the M&M's 

Photos 

[Chorus: Meek Mill & Quavo] 

Cause that shit contagious, these niggas outrageous 

Started off buzzin' like pagers 

Now I got paper, just look at these acres 

Wake up like, "Where is my neighbors?" 

Prolly in Vegas, shootin' dice at the table 

The feds, they watch me like cable 

Do me a favor, don't do me no favors 

A favor can get too contagious 

[Verse 3: Offset] 

My migo', my vato, go check out my bio 

Got bricks comin' in from Ohio 

I'm in North Philly, I meet with Meek Milly 

We tryna make millies off trappin' the chicken 

You run up on me, you need Geico insurance 

I run to the money, got plenty endurance 

I shop overseas and you shoppin' on clearance 

Spent 500K for my appearance 

Offset a magician at work, I'm a wizard 

Smokin' on loud so niggas gonna hear me 

Pussy ass nigga, you sweeter than cinnamon 

Thankin' the Lord while I count up blue Benjamins 

Sippin' on Actavis, don't need a chaser 

QC is the label, we fuck with Dreamchasers 

My niggas they actin' a fool, but this is not actin' 

The money, it runnin' my generation 

[Chorus: Meek Mill & Quavo] 

Cause that shit contagious, these niggas outrageous 

Started off buzzin' like pagers 

Now I got paper, just look at these acres 

Wake up like, "Where is my neighbors?" 

Prolly in Vegas, shootin' dice at the table 

The feds, they watch me like cable 

Do me a favor, don't do me no favors 

A favor can get too contagious 

[Verse 4: Takeoff] 

Mason Margeilla, got dope on the tip of my toe 

Got rich off a pot and the stove 

Breakin' and droppin' in designer clothes 

Cappin' trap out the back door of the bando 

My plug is a migo, pull up on banana boat 

F&N splittin' your head like a cantaloupe 

Papparazzi flashin', pull out that Camaro 

Damn, I mean camera, white girl from Canada 

No, I'm not Tommy Lee but I got Pamela 

In the back of the Maybach changin' channels 

Lightin' the block up like Christmas candles 

Bustin' my women, my ceilin' is panorama 

OG gas bag on my back like I'm Santa 

Droppin' up four in the one liter Fanta 

Workin' it, flippin' that dope with a spatula 

I flex in the chopper, you niggas are amateurs 

[Chorus: Meek Mill & Quavo] 

Cause that shit contagious, these niggas outrageous 

Started off bustin' like pagers 

Now I got paper, just look at these acres 

Wake up like, "Where is my neighbors?" 

Prolly in Vegas, shootin' dice at the table 

The feds, they watch me like cable 

Do me a favor, don't do me no favors 

A favor can get too contagious