He was the realest, I was the baddest, we was the illest When he approached me, I said, "Yo what the deal is?" In and out them dealers, rockin' chinchillas I got him in the back of that 'bach, I think he catchin' feelings Now it's all eyes on us, and this all lies on trust And if them bitches wanna trip, tell 'em they tour guides on us This kitty cat on reclusive, he duck, duckin' them gooses I put him on to that new new, now he only fuck with exclusives He was like (What's your name?) My name Nick (Where you from?) New York in this bitch (Choose and pick) You got the right one All them hoes, ain't nothin' like them Nigga you know you'd never wife them None of them niggas ain't never hit this Still at the top of all their hit lists What they gon' do? Meek and Nick