Meek Mill – FBH Lyrics

Meek Mill song “PBH” lyrics.

(Intro)
These ni**as don’t want it with us, they’re pu**y
Philly!

(Verse 1)
Posted in the trenches, all my chains on
Probably riding ‘lone with your main jawn
Louboutin kicks ain’t got a stain on ’em
Finger by the head, I call it brainstorming
She gon’ suck me off while I reel the Wraith
You be in your hood never feeling safe
Stacking up the money, trying to fill the safe
I’m never coming home, I catch another case
Felonies, my ni**as got felonies
We are selling dog food, I’m talking that pedigree
Had that white girl popping when ni**as was selling trees
And when we were selling trees, those busting like bumblebees
Oh, never love the hoes, I’ve been in and out ’em
If you need the work, know my ni**a got it
Trapped the twenty-eights for the thirty-six
It’s cooking right in front of you like Benihana

(Chorus)
Blowing money fast, blowing money fast
Blowing money fast, blowing money fast
Running through the bag, running through the bag
Blowing money fast, blowing money fast

When you came from nothing, F**k being humble
F**k being humble, F**k being humble
Tell ’em that I’m strapped, I don’t wanna rumble
F**k being humble, F**k being humble

(Verse 2)
F**k being humble when you in the ‘Rari
If I hit your ho, I ain’t even sorry
Threw it in her quarter like I’m Dez Bryant
Chain Roc Nation, all these damn diamonds
I feel like I’m [inaudible]
F**king up Atlanta every time I hit it
Mixing that Givenchy with the YSL
Last time I checked, I was that F**king ni**a
Feel evident and we chasing money and never women
Balling on b**ches like Curry and we don’t ever miss ’em
Bust ’em down, F**k ’em good, never kiss ’em
Tell your baby daddy I said, “F**k his feelings!”

Repeat Chorus

[Outro]
When you came from nothing, F**k being humble
F**k being humble, F**k being humble
Tell ’em that I’m strapped, I don’t wanna rumble
F**k being humble, F**k being humble

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