Meek Mill - Sharing Locations

I got a little bitch from the hood I call her gang

She don't play with that bae shit

I be fuckin this NBA nigga bitch

'Cause she know I ain't never gonna say shit

New contract big like I play ball, little boy

Ain't nothing to play with

I told her pull up she told me she can't

Her nigga be sharing locations

I was riding in the ghost with the ghost gun

Seen you out with your kids so you owe one

And my man in the can while you taking out the trash

He gon' pop up with the mac like don't run

Gave her a pill they all get high, you ever had a foursome?

It's too much cash for me to hide

I had to give little bro some

I fuck her raw from time to time

I don't show no emotion

But when he died he had them racks

He had to make a go fund

I hang with the hitters who train the killers

Who send all the niggas on slow runs

I got me a check, and I bought me a cat

And I went on the block and did donuts

I hang with all the murderers

I'm paying all the lawyers for the murderers

I'm putting all my dice on the murderers

You don't wanna see me with the murderers, murderers

Rolls Royce swervin'

Famous bitch curvin'

Seen you out in traffic

You was looking nervous

Ran it up on accident

Then they thought it was on purpose

I know for a fact I'm blasting mine

I never get too worried

Hundred racks in hundreds

Stick like cursive, I been selling verses

One time I lied inside my song

I ain't gonna buy no Burkin

Homicide on my mind

When I slide I ain't trying see no hearse

He ain't even die by the gun

Took a fake pill, nigga died off percs

Shorty look perfect, pussy was worth it

Go get her some purses

My diamonds be hitting like we in a Versus

We sticking together this shit in a cursive

I'm fuckin' with Durkio

I just left the jeweler with Baby, bought two anniversaries

Go to Atlanta to Copper Cove me

Bad little bitches all on me

Way too ranked up, ain't no exposing me

She wanna go to the mall

Got up and went to the pop up at Louis in Soho and ordered it all

I'm in this bitch with the voice and the hero, these niggas is weirdos

Ain't going this hard

I'm from the P, that's gang

All these niggas know me I hang with...

I hang with all the murderers

I'm paying all the lawyers for the murderers

I'm putting all my dice on the murderers

You don't wanna see me with the murderers, murderers