Worst Nightmare (Meek Mill Diss)

[Intro] Glide like Clyde, ballin like the lakers, 2Pac back The shit done got real disrespectful my nigga Time to get checked homes Chubby larsiny Fam Peta [Verse] You say I'm trash better hold up Meek You ain't know that I got shit sold up Meek My mask on I hold the heat then blast home you get rolled up Meek Come to my hood you a fold up Meek Fuck around make a nigga blow up Meek Put a hole in your body finna throw up Meek Got the whole hood saying they tore up Meek The big homie said put the dough up Meek Fake ass buss better slow up Meek Young ass rap better grow up Meek The cash ain't there I'mma show up Meek I don’t give a fuck about your bread homes We live for this you dead home Just got off that worldstar them gds on your head homes I heard what you said homes Tell the truth that shit wack Instagram is a motherfucker Your babby mama that bitch fat I'm saying that bitch Chubby, you say that bitch stack If you saying that bitch bad she bald head and that bitch black Kick back cuz one day you gon see me one day That shit gon go one way g-unit on gunplay All my niggas straight creezy balling out like I ate wheaties I can't give your state props cuz they put on this fake Peedi All I know is family first make cash and my state need me Pay a cheep fee to Young Kiki and that’s real talk you get scapped easy Shit sound like you lost nigga Get robbed if you floss nigga You work, but you ain't no boss nigga Yeah its fuck you and your boss nigga Red dot get off nigga Head shot get tossed nigga When I shoot I'm all on Any day I've been off nigga Shit sound like you soft nigga Jack and Penny we working home Bitch ass in my hood get banged on like Perkins homes Your favorite bitch I beat it Meek Didn’t even have to eat it Meek Her eyes closed her mouth open I fucked around and just skeeted Meek 3 millions downloads and 250 on sales Now I ain't saying im a brainiac but that shit sounds like you cheated Meek Look round, hood niggas, bad bitches, kush round Stand up get pushed down and that fake chain will get took now Your whole squad will get shook down That mad cash I bust down Leg bust hope they give you that heads up Duck down, clap quick bust rounds Get merked when you touch town Big spin fly them birds like pig skin touchdown Yup I got some goonies that’s bout to get out of pocket On you James harden way that cali boy that will turn a rocket on ya Yeah I put money on your head make a deposit on ya Pause Frank Ocean how niggas come out the closet on ya They fucked around and put a man against a baby nigga Been up in your crib the shit was trash you fucking crazy nigga Yeah you must hate me nigga stupid flow dummy time Put another 10 up on Snupe and that money mine He gon go to rest nigga kill nothing less nigga You a fucking club rapper a Tyga at best nigga See this shit on twitter homes you handle shit the gay way I know why niggas acting bitch you look just like Shenaenae Or better yet RG3 the crackhead version We working homes even the crack heads serving I got that A1 the shit that got the crackheads jerking Getting that wet off I swear I got the crack heads surfing My niggas you trash Snupe trash, Louie trash, Omeli too The next shit gon be trash homes, same outcome of belly 2 The fuck you gon be rapping bout Phantom whips and Ghosts nigga Beat em when we see yeah we delete em like Hostess nigga You probably thinking you the best stay focused nigga Numbers don’t lie and in Philly you not the dopest nigga You garbage, you trash Meek, you past tence, you last week Your boss man is trash meat you need your fucking ass beat I be where they clapping at come around I saved the gun Finally got respect for Rick his fat ass done saved a bum All my niggas with the business tell em come and beat the office Go and get boss mans cuz bosses only speak to bosses Chubby [Outro] Yeah I was with my nigga Kiki smoking on that kiki Nigga told me that you was scared to come to Compton and get in that YG video Bitch ass nigga but you a G though right? Fuck out of here nigga Ha I go everywhere ask Rell I've been in your house fag ass nigga We own your head out here nigga Larsiny Flyest fat nigga you know Flat top gold chains nigga fuck you and your squad You know I am nigga you've seen me don't lie Them numbers don't lie either you ain't the best nigga You know what I'm saying little short tooth son It's all good, you the weakest out of all the new niggas We all know your bum ass yup Chubby And by the way stop wearing that small leather jacket nigga And stop talking bout the Lakers nigga talk about the Sixers nigga That's my city nigga we out