The Fix lyrics

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
We making movies b*tch, go get ya popcorn
I was selling butter way before I got an arm
Mac eleven with a ladder in the top draw
Staring at my chain and get ya watch gone
Feeling like Tony, straight back from MIA
[?] murder any rapper in my way
No pics, leave em MIA
[?] said I [?] down in MIA
Rawer than a brick, harder than the cook
Party where the law at, ya n*ggas shook
Betta tuck ya chain homie before ya get it took
We shooting the film, shoulda did a book
Cause I re-threw ya n*ggas
Ya ass soft as glass, see through ya n*ggas
My goons ready to shoot, I'm like be cool ya n*ggas
[?] small money to remove ya n*ggas
Lookin' at my Rolly it's about that time
Time to get that money know I'm on my grind
Omelly in the kitchen bout to drop that nine
I got no love for n*ggas that drop that dime
I'm in the mitt, jump up out the hood to the sticks
[?] passager like Meagan Good in a whip
Riding in the trenches with the wolfs and the pit
On the way to see my OG, he good with the brick
North Philly n*gga, Bird street exactly
Wrist should tell you how I'm feeling, you ain't gotta ask me
That's cold as f*ck, we be rolling up
Windows smoked out, shooters loading up
n*gga rep ya set, go head throw it up
Time bomb on you n*ggas cause I'm blowing up
Nine-eleven, July the fourth
Flaming on these n*ggas, cause I got the touch