On every thing lyrics

[Meek Mill]
See, I'm an A1 type of guy
I crush A1 hoes (true)
Rock A1 clothes (true)
Drive A1 whips (true)
And still pour A1 sauce on my sh*t
Huh, I come from the bottom

Huh, crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice
Selling all these Os, n*gga, I done did that twice
So I'm just riding round in my Rolls, bout to get on my bike
Just to touchdown in my hood, and I put that on my life
I'm like, yeah n*gga, I'm there n*gga, I ball hard all year n*gga
My diamonds all clear n*gga, smack my chain, you dead n*gga
I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what you thought
But all my dogs they murk, and all my dogs go hard, f*ck that
My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna
Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna
I take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers
YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana
I jump right back like thirty-six, lean hard when I turn the whip
If I ain't have my rap deal, then I'd still be serving bricks
I kill a pus*y, I murder sh*t, homicide on shorty
My gold Role' cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I get A1 money, I'm an A1 n*gga
Got an A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 b*tches
I just bought me a Rollie, you can skate on n*gga
If they don't love it, they hate it, well get your hate on n*gga
Cause I got A1 everything, A1 everything
A1 everything, I get A1 everything
I got A1 credit, A1 hoes
I drive A1 whips and I rock A1 clothes, I'm gone
[Kendrick Lamar]
Pray to God I washed my hand, but I'll be damned
2012, one-hundred racks to Uncle Sam
A twenty-four year old millionaire
Don't read the contract 'less a mill in there
A1 credit, park my car bow-legged
I got a bus full of b*tches, I call it Jerome Bettis
I grab my di*k in the picture, your hoe be cropping the image
I'll let you scrape off the dishes, we eating n*gga, I'll finish
And come right back, hope you insomniac
Sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap
b*tch I'm talking ca-ca-ca-ca, then more ca-ca-ca-ca
Hit your roof until I pop your top up, then more ca-ca-ca-ca till I know I got ya
Balling like I'm balding, then I see Jordan in the mirror
n*gga that's flawless VVS, said CC text me what you wearing
Putting my all inside your b*tch, I grip her hips, that's power steering
Bout to hydroplane when I board that plane, I land inside the building

[Chorus: Meek Mill]