Meek Mill - The Motto Lyrics
Bottle after bottleMotto after MottoSpending all this paper like I wp.. the f-cking lottoAll I know is YOLO, nigga that’s the mottoRicky told me get ‘em and I told em that I got ‘emAnd I got ‘em erryday, errydayBad b!tches gon f-ck me every way, never stayOnce I get it, than I’m drippin’ that a way that a wayYoung, came up from the bottom and I never had a wayI really went from wooping 62′s, to whippin 62′sAin’t none of the homies crippin’We giving b!tches the bluesWe buying? bags, get in they f-cking shoesYou wonder why she ain’t f-cking youWinning nigga, you loseYeah, I’m flexing, I pull up on the Ghosthundred on my necklaceAnd my diamonds clear they VVS’ingI turn into a toilet on these? they BS’ingTwo fingers, did it on ‘emHold up, I really shitted on ‘emI dropped Dreamchaser and I made a milly on ‘emIt don’t matter what city I’m in, I’m going Philly on ‘emWith my red P hat, you don’t know, we back‘Bout to go to Houston, heard that’s where the chief atHiding with the ? downI couldn’t get it man, get ready for thatMe and Wale finna drop to that real soon manI was just playing aroundShout out to the homie Drizzy, all YMCMBMMG we in the building
