LYRICS

[Paloma Ford:]
I don't know what these niggers speakin' up,
I don't know what these niggers trippin' on
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal
Don't say my name unless you're suicidal
Don't get too close unless you're suicidal
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal

[Meek Mill:]
Money won't ease us
Man, niggers even had it on Jesus
Living life on the road on the chase for the money 'cause the hoes won't please us
Yeezus told us there's blood on the leaves
Ain't no love in the streets
Let her run into me and she wanted to meet, now she fuck with a G
Got your bitch not wanting to speak
Hold up, y'all motherfuckers tried to shit on us
Chain all lit all up
Porsche with the horse like get on up
And my bitch got that shit on her
Rock Balmain 'cause I'm balling
I put red bottoms on red models, and no more red bottles
Straight Belarie, nigger, every bottles
Ricky Rozay, we in here
Double M G, we've been here
Straight from the north side right by the project how did I get here
Sipping on lean with a bad ass bitch from the hills probably live there
And get money like me and the pussy so wet I need swimwear
Hol' up hol' up hol' up!

[Paloma Ford:]
I don't know what these niggers speakin' up,
I don't know what these niggers trippin' on
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal
Don't say my name unless you're suicidal
Don't get too close unless you're suicidal
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal

[Meek Mill:]
Suicide doors, riding around with a suicide whore
There's no love in the streets and this blood on my sneaks got suicide on them
Going everywhere you are not going
Doing everything you are not doing
And I've been out to get it and you mention my niggers, that's suicide on them
Right back to the money, my nigger, no, we don't play
Say my name and that's D.O.A
And all these chains is saying we ok
And we drink champagne and eat Frito Lays
At lunchtime, doing for it one time
All on outside time, nigger, what time
'Cause the white's out there standing, a whole band dance or not
Me and my nigger, rose for me and my nigger
That boy, that's my hitter
You ain't done wrong long as you don't touch my hitter
Soft finger fuck my trigger, moving on strong
None of y'all can fuck with us, none of y'all got that jigga
Give my phone and you ain't gotta like my picture
Leave a comment, fuck nigger
Hol' up hol' up hol' up!

[Paloma Ford:]
I don't know what these niggers speakin' up,
I don't know what these niggers trippin' on
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal
Don't say my name unless you're suicidal
Don't get too close unless you're suicidal
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal

[Paloma Ford:]
You must be suicidal
Then we pull up watching suicidal
I been too deep, make 'em caught a 5-0
If it's a private note I'm gonna go
This kush got me so on, man, I'm so on
We riding around, we getting money, don't act like you don't know
Don't touch my niggas, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must be suicidal

[Paloma Ford:]
I don't know what these niggers speakin' up,
I don't know what these niggers trippin' on
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal
Don't say my name unless you're suicidal
Don't get too close unless you're suicidal
Don't touch my niggers, I suggest you don't
Boy, if you do you must suicidal

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