Trap Vibes (summer Sixteen & Panda Remix) Lyrics - Meek Mill

Turn me up some Cruz 

I told Barcelini if them niggas hating they gon suffer 

I'm goin up a hundred every day 

You know how I play! 

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Skinny nigga in the Benz truck 

Swinging through like a nunchuck 

Summertime bring them 30s out 

Tell Cool put the sticks up 

Wait hold up, hold up 

How can niggas go against us? 

Cold pussies wouldn't even shoot us 

See us roll on em like a lint brush 

Phil moving out them bandos 

We ain't leaving til the brick's done 

Couple hundred, we gon vac seal em 

Just to ride with it like a Brinks truck 

Wait, wait, Louboutins and the wrist bust 

Bitch you claiming I done been fuck 

You ain't even gotta trip, bruh 

In the trenches in the Maybach 

Fuck I even got the tint for? 

I'm the only nigga got one 

Who the fuck I gotta hide from? 

Barcelini riding shotgun 

Shooters with him, nevermind nigga 

Young niggas on Sigel Street 

Word to Mack, they'll rock something 

Wait, wait! 

North side of Philly my side of town 

Bulletproof whip when I ride around 

Niggas talk shit when I'm not around 

Wouldn't tell you that we run the city 

But we moving, gotta say we jogging now 

Hit the city and we running down 

Ain't no running now, niggas out of bounds 

Plug this, plug that 

Niggas rapping, they ain't never sold nothing 

Hold this hold that 

I ain't letting these niggas hold nothing 

Summertime, niggas copping foreign whips 

You can tell the Lord coming 

Put my name on the flyer 

All the trappers, all the bad hoes coming 

Niggas dickriding other niggas, that's a trend now 

I'm still rocking with the same Chasers I've been round 

Got so much work out we might slim down 

I'm so popping all my haters turn friends now 

Diamonds dancing like Mike Jackson 

Shit shining like Mike's jacket 

Moonwalking in a Rolls Royce 

Through the rearview, see my life backwards 

Percocets, popped two 10s on a 20, nigga now I ain't active 

So wavy, nigga I ain't rapping 

Can't tell me that I ain't swagging, no way 

Photos 

This summer right here, nigga 

We going up 

Litted, it's litted 

Philly! 

I'm with broads in Atlanta 

Bunch of drugs and the Fanta 

Bunch of guns in the Phantom 

Spending money like a scammer 

My young niggas in the kitchen whipping 

Whipping, living large at the hammer 

Ducking large and the scammers 

Free my dawgs out the slammer 

Black car, panther 

Shorty call, never answer 

20 foreigns in the mansion 

Diamonds on me and they dancing 

I don't really understand rappers 

Niggas jumping on bandwagons 

All these bands got my pants sagging 

Six threes on the Benz wagon 

62s on the Maybach 

Bitch I'm coming for the payback 

62s in the pot, nigga 

Tryna whip it up and bring it way back 

You in the club and spending your cop money 

All on the Gram acting like that you got money 

We looking at you like you need to stop money 

You killing yourself with that lil half a block money 

I got that go to the mall and get what I want paper 

You the type hoping I fall, that's what you want, hater 

Member back when I was broke? I only had one hater 

These suckers gon hate you no matter you broke or you own paper 

Hundred bands, added up 

We getting money, they mad at us 

At the jeweler buying more Rollies 

I don't think these niggas man enough 

Fuck them niggas, shit we stunting on em 

Niggas, they ain't got nothing on us 

Niggas that we never fuck with 

Run and telling people that we fronted on em 

Nigga made me put a hundred on you 

Do you dirty, put the drummer on you 

Shots never stopping, pop, pop, pop, pop 

We'll run up on you 

Dead bodies, homicide 

Head shot, mama cry 

Cops looking, got an alibi 

Lawyer money, nigga, buying time 

Hold! They hit my nigga Chino in his head 

Hold! Took him to my nigga ain't dead 

No! Ball in Miami on Sunday, we did 

Ho! Blowing the racks, we evaded the Gram 

All black Panamera 

White bitch named Samantha 

White and black, she a panda 

White and black, she a panda 

Whipping the... rock with the 

I should have just run with the rest