On Every Thing - Meek Mill

And still pour A1 sauce on my shit

Huh, I come from the bottom

Huh, crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice

Selling all these Os, nigga, I done did that twice

So I’m just riding round in my Rolls, bout to get on my bike

Just to touchdown in my hood, and I put that on my life

I’m like, yeah nigga, I’m there nigga, I ball hard all year nigga

My diamonds all clear nigga, smack my chain, you dead nigga

I don’t know what you heard, and I don’t know what you thought

But all my dogs they murk, and all my dogs go hard, fuck that

My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna

Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna

I take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers

YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana

I jump right back like thirty-six, lean hard when I turn the whip

If I ain’t have my rap deal, then I’d still be serving bricks

I kill a pussy, I murder shit, homicide on shorty

My gold Role' cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty

I get A1 money, I’m an A1 nigga

Got an A1 swagger, I’m getting A1 bitches

I just bought me a Rollie, you can skate on nigga

If they don’t love it, they hate it, well get your hate on nigga

Cause I got A1 everything, A1 everything

A1 everything, I get A1 everything

I got A1 credit, A1 hoes

I drive A1 whips and I rock A1 clothes, I’m gone

Pray to God I washed my hand, but I’ll be damned

2012, one-hundred racks to Uncle Sam

A twenty-four year old millionaire

Don’t read the contract 'less a mill in there

A1 credit, park my car bow-legged

I got a bus full of bitches, I call it Jerome Bettis

I grab my dick in the picture, your hoe be cropping the image

I’ll let you scrape off the dishes, we eating nigga, I’ll finish

And come right back, hope you insomniac

Sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap

Bitch I’m talking ca-ca-ca-ca, then more ca-ca-ca-ca

Hit your roof until I pop your top up, then more ca-ca-ca-ca till I know I got

ya

Balling like I’m balding, then I see Jordan in the mirror

Nigga that’s flawless VVS, said CC text me what you wearing

Putting my all inside your bitch, I grip her hips, that’s power steering

Bout to hydroplane when I board that plane, I land inside the building