Chariot (Single Version) lyrics

[Intro]
P-P-Papamitrou, boy

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it
I fell in love with the game and I married it
200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday
I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today
Pushin' that b*tch through the 'jects like a chariot
Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various
I gave that b*tch $20,000 for charity
Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy

[Verse 1: Calboy]
I'm from the trenches where I had to get it
I'm so used to trappin', I get it and flip it
I know that you be actin', I know you ain't with it
Bro, throw me the package, I wrap it and flip it
They say I got money so I'm actin' different
Get it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' b*tch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone, I'm handlin' business
Work hard, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)
Trap hard, we in the kitchen
Diamonds so cold, light even bend
And my n*ggas don't fold, they never bendin'
Took a loss, but sh*t happens, I get it
With the bosses, I'm payin' attention
Told that b*tch I ain't wastin' no time
So, no, I can't wait, not a minute
And I pray to the Lord for better days
I'm flexin' hard like a heavyweight
Spent some racks and I bust down the bezel face
Got this .30 on me, make 'em run away, yeah
b*tch, I'm gettin' paid
I was in the trap whippin' sh*t like a slave
Can't put trust in these b*tches, these b*tches changed
On the block with them n*ggas, was goin' insane, yeah
I ain't come to play
Can't f*ck with lil' shawty, she in the way (You in the way)
No time to waste
Gotta get to this money, I'm runnin' late, yeah (I'm runnin' late)
Better keep a K
Boy, these bullets get drawn like anime
I'ma hop in that foreign and do the race
Yeah, I got the Bentley, Meek got the Wraith, yeah
[Chorus: Meek Mill & Lil Durk]
Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it
I fell in love with the game and I married it
200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday
I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today
Pushin' that b*tch through the 'jects like a chariot
Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various
I gave that b*tch $20,000 for charity (Yeah, yeah)
Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Look at my clarity, my diamonds is serious
I got out of jail and I f*cked on her period
I know they racist, Gucci interior
Came from a corner to ownin' my cereal
Meek, we don't need a stylist
Percs, weed, even my balance
Alexander McQueen Margielas (Yeah)
I kill in the streets, you tellin' (Skrrt)
Don't run, don't run
Make it home to my son (To my son)
I be with killers who kill other killers
I'm hangin' with Von
You'd rather buy the b*tch a bag
I'd rather give a new house to my mom
Some n*ggas rather pray to the Bible
When I converted, I pray with my palms
See, keepin' my Glock when I'm in the field (Gang)
Hop in the Track and I burn out the wheels (Skrrt)
I f*ck with the gangsters, don't f*ck with my peers
Fresh out of Jeffrey's, I hop on the Lear
Grippin' that .40, not talkin' a beer
Flawless the diamonds, I boog out the ear
Bentley do wheelies, I pop it in gear
Eight in my cup when I'm walkin' through, clear
Mm-mm-mm-mm
This lifestyle
Man, that X is f*ckin' my pupil
Just turn these lights down
I'm just a wild, wild boy
Chopper ridin' 'round for him
I need my mils like Meek
I'm a thug like Thug and Cal, Calboy
[Chorus: Meek Mill & Lil Durk]
Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it (Trappin')
I fell in love with the game and I married it (Rappin')
200 thou' for the walk on a Saturday (Uh)
I threw the wrap on the Phantom, it's matte today (Oh)
Pushin' that b*tch through the 'jects like a chariot (Yeah)
Diamonds on diamonds, they comin' in various (Clear)
I gave that b*tch $20,000 for charity (Gave the b*tch)
Counted me out and I'm back, and I'm havin' it, ayy (Uh oh)

[Outro: Lil Durk]
Mm-mm, uh oh
Mm-mm, uh oh
Mm-mm, uh oh