OTW 2 THA MEET lyrics

[Chorus]
Fllt, fllt, fllt, fllt
I'm on the way to the meet (The meet)
I cut the f*ck up while I'm in a V (Fllt, fllt)
Why the f*ck all y'all lil' n*ggas sound the same? Y'all not competition to me ('Tition to me)
And all y'all n*ggas burnin' the peace (Fllt)
The only sh*t that you cop is a plea (Fllt)
That's your main b*tch? That's an option to me (Fllt)
Hit the club up, then we off to the meet
Cut the f*ck up on the way to the meet, b*tch (Fllt, fllt)
Back the f*ck up, you sl*t, right passenger seat (Fllt, fllt)
Sixth grade, rollin' blunts up inside my notebook sheet (Fllt, gang, gang)

[Verse]
Pull up to the meet and they notice me (Pull up)
They like, "That's Chris," yeah, they notice me (Fllt)
Melatonin nickname for my di*k (Fllt)
When I put it in a b*tch, they go to sleep (Fllt)
Shawty surprised by my di*k game (Fllt, fllt)
Damn, Christian, you ain't even notice me (Fllt, fllt, damn)
f*ck are they at? Like I don't know where
Damn, Christian, you ain't even close to me (Fllt, fllt, damn)
You the type n*gga be all in my biz
I'm the type n*gga finessin' a b*tch
I'm takin' what's his (Freeze)
Man, I'm the type of n*gga tell 'em what it is (Freeze)
You the type to cover that sh*t up with rizz (Ah, ah)
Man, I'm tryna stack up the wealth for my kids
This white ho pus*y got me talkin' weird
Instead of my nut, she was eatin' my jizz
I'm f*ckin' with it, shawty all with the sh*ts
Uh, uh, b*tch, uh, yeah, get— uh, let's get—
[Chorus]
I'm on the way to the meet (The meet, the meet)
I cut the f*ck up while I'm in a V (Fllt)
Why the f*ck all y'all lil' n*ggas sound the same? Y'all not competition to me
And all y'all n*ggas burnin' the peace
The only sh*t that you cop is a plea
That's your main b*tch? That's an option to me (Fllt)
Hit the club up, then we off to the meet
Cut the f*ck up on the way to the meet, b*tch (Skrrt, skrrt)
Back the f*ck up, you sl*t, right passenger seat (Fllt, fllt)
Sixth grade, rollin' blunts up inside my notebook sheet (Fllt, fllt)