Meals On Wheels lyrics

[Intro]
(E-E-E-Energy made this one)
Yeah, C'mon

[Verse 1: 10TA Lil A]
Who, ain’t popped what, n*gga ask around
We the ones that started all that sh*t, we be crashing out
Four glizzies, it's like 250 so that's, 160
Cuz hold two glizzies, it’s a 30 so we won't miss ‘em
When you speaking on the 10, you better come correct
This n*gga kept on talking out his mouth so now I'm at his neck
Hold on b*tch, let me catch my breath
Heard you wanna beat yo b*tch up, cause you ain't get no sex

[Verse 2: Mgm Dave]
If you see me on that road, I'm getting real (?)
Serving blue 30s all day, I call em chill pills
We some bad boys for life, n*gga ill will
But you'll catch me shooting like mike, when I'm in the field
Pops did 20 straight, it's time for an appeal
You would never know that b*tch on me, I keep it concealed
I got buffs for 32 like Shaquille O’Neal
Brodie serving food out the whip, call it Meals on Wheels

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung Og]
If you run of with a bag and pay me back, I’m still gon' kill you
You could have Chinchilla on, and I still won’t feel you
Trap daddy I'd f*ck a b*tch, pay for hair and bills too
If you see me in the club, I got ten'd fell through
(sh*t) I mean ten'd fall through
You can buy a brick from me, and a ball too
I make money off of rap, scamming stores, and I sell dog food
60 racks on me, but it’s little cause it's all blues
You got a plug? If I was looking for some pills, I wouldn't call you
Flint n*gga, I'd catch a body with my b*tch with me
Big nickel, I bet I can break a n*gga hip with it
I'd rob the camera man for his camera and take pics with it
Riding in the hood with a new Benz, this a 650
This a Hellcat, not a SXT, got the big engine
Street n*gga, when I bought my first K it had a clip in it
Do a mixtape for 40 racks, and buy a brick with it
[Verse 4: 10TA Lil A]
(Ayy, hold onnn)
This a big glizzy, told him get with me
When I'm on the road in that Hemi, yeah I get jiggy
And my b*tch keep the pigs, call her Ms. Piggy
I can tell by looking at your views, you can't f*ck with me
I ain't off no perc', I know what I'm doing
See the opps, I'm hopping out the whip, I guarantee I'm shooting
b*tch I'm with the 10, and we is not recruiting
Reaching for this chain, is you dumb? Is you f*cking stupid?

[Verse 5: Mgm Dave]
Shot a n*gga in his stomach, and he started pooping
We be killing opps everyday, so they stay recruiting
Bro ruthless, selling dog like I know Rufus
I can't fall in love with a hoe cause I don't know Cupid
DJ Khaled on the bench, we don't do no losing
6 they, patrol on the left so I stay cruisin'
Gotta keep me out that kitchen, ‘cause I'm so abusive
Bro just called with a pint of tech, I'm finna fly to (?)

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung Og]
She really let me put these phones in her name, this b*tch so stupid
n*gga think he low because he got tint, but I'd blow through it
I might just stay in Ohio for a week, I got a show Tuesday
And stop di*k sucking the gang, let yo hoe do it
Smart n*gga, plus I got sense, but my flow stupid
Dropped so many rounds out the Glock, the b*tch broke shooting
I ain't really gotta kill you, I can have my lil' bro do it
Just seen my ex b*tch with her baby daddy, and I spoke to em'