Slay Lyrics - Meek Mill

[Intro: Meek Mill] 

Yeah 

Chasing 

Chasing that bag, chasing that bag 

Chasing 

Whoo 

Aye 

Lil fish 

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] 

Woke up this morning I had a ménage 

Loaded the foreigns I packed the garage 

We do it big like we back in the sky 

Maybe I'll sell if I rap and I lie 

Maybe I'll sell if I let niggas write it 

These niggas swagger jacking and they bite it 

This for my niggas trappin' out them Hondas 

Tryna get designer Gucci they attire 

Walk in this bitch and it's quiet 

I break a heart then I buy it 

I probably get her a Birkin 

I take that back, shit I'm lying 

I'm on the jet when I'm flying 

I'm in the Bentley, I'm wheelin' 

I'm in the trench with my niggas and I know the feeling to see 20 million 

Funny money niggas counterfeit 

I could tell you ain't been around the shit 

Like a swiper, when I got the black card 

80 of them burners if they counterfeit 

Seen the money, and I know the sound of it 

It go (vrrrt vrrrt!) 

That's a lot of it 

Know that language that money machine clicking 

They been rap dissing, I ain't seen, niggas 

Know Omelly ready, I got Dean with us 

7 on me, I got Leem with us 

Like that dirty dirty, how I lean niggas 

My wrist so subzero like freeze niggas 

Finish them niggas, I put an end to them niggas 

I'm on the roof with that scope 

When I hit them little bitches like Remy my nigga 

[Hook: A$AP Ferg] 

You save 'em, we slay 'em 

Girl I ball 

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[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] 

Whip whip whip, whip it 

Me and your bitch in a Bentley 

Making it rain when she strippin' 

Hold up the umbrella like Bentley 

Fuck with a nigga that's righteous 

Call me Mr. East Coast I'm the tightest 

I remember when bedbugs was biting 

God bless me like a nigga got sinus 

Ooh 

Holy Ghost, I'm a baptist 

Fucking on ratchets 

Might get a Met Gala actress 

Who give me the top when I slap it 

Feeling like DJ Khaled 

She grabbin' on my dick getting careless 

Man I had to kill this beat, I'm a savage 

Meek Milly drop 20 on the atlas 

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[Verse 3: Meek Mill] 

Back in this bitch and you know we reloaded 

Look at the credits and tell you who wrote it 

I had that bitch on my dick and she rode it 

And she wouldn't speak to you niggas and you know it 

I'm out in Cali I'm looking for Khloe 

Kylie, Kourtney or maybe Kendall, finesse with that swagger You know ima swindle you niggas don't getting the shit that I'm mental 

Shit that I'm saying will prolly offend you 

You acting rowdy like Bobby was with you 

You only talk when that molly up in you 

Mehn you'll figure out when that tommy'll hit you 

Got bad bitches in the A down in MIA talking in the bay 

When I'm on the west we ain't giving fades 

Cause I got the cake draco with the lazer on it