[Verse 1: Meek Mill] I got all these hoes trynna fuck I got pussy on my mind and got patron all in my cup And I got shawty on the line tryna do the "you know what" And I ain't gotta say no words, you know I swerve if you know her Cause I don't play I'm like no way, and killing them hoes is 2 on 1 I take her home I touch that down, you take her home and you gon' punt Cause ya'll gon' kick it, and about my business When it come to them hoes man I got them bitches like I got my city cuz I run that shit But I'm like face down and your ass up and your ass up and you'r face down She coming up trynna catch breath, I grab her weave like stay down Just breathe ho, breathe ho K.O.D I'm balling hard, we sneaking bree ho Look I got a rubber off in my pocket, never slipping I got it Bad bitch she look tropic, if she fuck me right then she shopping Matter-of-fact I'm lying, I'm high as fuck like I'm flying Got perks off in my system, I tell the hoes when I get them, put yo