Show Out

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] All this money in my pocket I be showing off When they play me in the club them hoes be going off They heard that Make 'Em Say and they thought I was going soft But I'm like coca in the pot cause I be going hard hard Niggas check my resume Catch me in that Aston with my bad bitch her name Desiree Fuck shit I don't ever say, my niggas don't ever play We stunt on shit like everyday and trust me I don't ever hate I be on that money shit, you be on that funny shit I never count no dollar bills and never fuck no bummy bitch She say why you go so hard, cause I be on that hungry shit I think I ate so many Benjamins my fucking tummy sick Spit up all my shit up Nigga play around with me I guarantee you he get hit up This a stickup, take your ho Niggas tried to take my flow but I just had to snatch it back You know I ain't having that Matter fact you can keep em cuz I switch em like my bitches And I change em like my clothes and its the same just like my hoes Niggas ain't fucking with me Out my range, just like my rolls Because I shine even in the dark and in the light I even glow Every where I go out All I do is show out Me against these other rapper niggas, that's a blowout I could fuck your girlfriend, we don't even go out She say she on the monthly ok Imma fuck her throat out You mad we eatin' doe [?] got them bricks he moved them birds just like Meechie though Bring 30 tomorrow and that's for sure that he gone feed you though Cuz my swag on 100 and I got to feed your flow LA down MIA, MIA to Philly bitch Catch me out in ATL with TI and we killing shit We be photo posing, polo horsing and I'm willing He like hello all my diamonds vvs yellow and I'm stealing shit Tykeem he stay killing shit, you know I'mma murder it I can make a nigga beat sound like you never heard of it 40,000 people with a mixtape, no nervous shit I step up on the stage and treat that bitch like I was Jay All I do is show out! I say all I do is show out! I say all I do is show out! Show! show out! show out!