Eryday - Meek Mill

Meek ain’t countin' money no more.

If it ain’t right, it ain’t right

Zip the bag up.

MMG

Drop it right there.

Maybach music.

I got these niggas hating on me

But I don’t give a fuck

Because they’re bitches waiting on me

I’m just countin' all this money

And buyin' all these hammers,

So when these niggas play I let my shooters go bananas.

Dollars flashin' like a camera

My whip sounds like a monster

My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar-sponsor

These niggas gettin' sick

Somebody call a doctor

Cause all this blood’s drippin' twenty racks on Louis Vuitton

I got Dolce and Gabanna,

Gucci, Louis, Prada,

Fly saddle, white socks, boy, I got a lotta.

My dream cabanas

That’s where they’ll probably find us

Tell me now the jail like sayonara to you others.

I spoil them bitches

I employ them niggas.

Wipe my ass with the riches

Like they’re some toilet tissue.

Fuck with the winner

Minx in a winner

Philadelphia millionaire

Meek be that nigga.

Your niggas hatin'

My niggas ballin',

Poppin' bands gettn' money buying them Magnum bottles,

My bitch is patient

Your bitch is boring,

Fuck her, that Friday night we both woke up this Sunday morning.

Young nigga, lot of cash

Bad bitch, lotta ass,

Lambourghini kinda fast

It got these haters kinda mad

Make me bring them sticks out

AKA, look, they’re comin'

Them niggas 're kinda nice

Which means that they kinda act.

I be on all kinds of shit

Boy, I get all kinds of cash,

Monday, I’m a wear my Jays,

Tuesday, my Prada bag,

Wednesday, I go Louie Vuitton,

And say: How you been?

I say: Doin' fine.

But that ball hard like two Lebrons

I hit the booth with no shooting time

I’m Superman

My bitch is superfly

I make a hater wanna kill himself, suicide

That nigga play at me

He knows it’s do-or-die

Cause I got a big Mac

And that bitch, be super-sized.

Rollin with a hundred goons

Boy I got a hundred jewls

Bout to fuck a hundred hoes

All them bitches coming soon.

Tell 'em I am coming now

Tell 'em I am coming, cool.

Buy my shit, it’s superhot

I named my album 'Summer June'

I spoil them bitches

I employ them niggas.

Wipe my ass with the riches

Like they’re some toilet tissue.

Fuck with the winner

Minx in a winner

Philadelphia millionaire

Meek be that nigga.

Your niggas hatin'

My niggas ballin',

Poppin' bands gettn' money buying them Magnum bottles,

My bitch is patient

Your bitch is boring,

Fuck her, that Friday night we both woke up this Sunday morning.

Bugatti and Rosay

Bout to meet Jose

He said 'Did that work',

And I was like 'OK'

She said 'Give me money'

I was like 'No way'

She got mad and touched my phone

Said, 'It ain’t no work if it ain’t no pay'.

I’m like 'Be gone, bitch

Be gone, bitch.'

I’ll pop the guard

Turn on my On switch.

Them bitches ain’t on that

Nigga, cause they’re on this

You put more money in,

I put more money in.

I spoil them bitches

I employ them niggas.

Wipe my ass with the riches

Like they’re some toilet tissue.

Fuck with the winner

Minx in a winner

Philadelphia millionaire

Meek be that nigga.

Your niggas hatin'

My niggas ballin',

Poppin' bands gettn' money buying them Magnum bottles,

My bitch is patient

Your bitch is boring,

Fuck her, that Friday night we both woke up this Sunday morning.

Can I ask a favor?

Please embrace the fact that Meek is just that boy now

Why fight it?

You’re doing yourself the service.