Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Songwriter
Jeffrey Oliver Robinson
Jeffrey Oliver Robinson
Songwriter
Torence Hatch
Torence Hatch
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
[Verse 2]
The fuck you mean, boy?
I spent a thousand on these muhfucking jeans, boy
So much money, got it busting out the seams, boy
You got my old bitch, took my new bitch out your dreams, boy
What the fuck you mean, boy?
[Verse 3]
What the fuck you mean, boy?
I spent a thousand on these muhfucking jeans, boy
So much money, got it busting out the seams, boy
You got my old bitch, took my new bitch out your dreams, boy
What the fuck you mean, boy?
[Verse 4]
****, fuck you mean, ****, fuck you mean?
****, fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
****, fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
[Verse 5]
Same hoes that said I couldn't get it try and kick it
Balmain denim, spent a thousand on the ticket
Trapping out the bando, money knocking like, who is it?
Think that Benji at the door, grab the chopper, go and get it
[Verse 6]
I sit back, all leaning, ain't no rap star, neither
Let that MAC off screaming, we cook that crack, hard cement
I got your rent on my belt, talking your house on my wrist
Your car note on my jeans, my sneak's bloody as shit
[Verse 7]
That's murder scene, bloody murder, bloody murder
I ask your bitch, do all this money make her nervous?
[Verse 8]
She do it good and I'ma pay her for her service
When bosses talking, shut your mouth if you a worker
'Cause I've been working, chasing money like I'm hurting
Getting pussy in my Maybach, think the driver heard us
Roll the partition up
[Verse 9]
All in the cut, ain't like the broad give a fuck
I know she down for whatever, gon' do it all for a buck
And now that Boosie back home, know we gon' ball for a month
'Cause real **** come first, that's why we all in the front
And suckas all in the back, and all of us strapped
Why we don't fuck with you pussy ****, 'cause all of 'em rats
[Verse 10]
Like, fuck you mean, boy?
I spent a thousand on these muhfucking jeans, boy
So much money, got it busting out the seams, boy
You got my old bitch, took my new bitch out your dreams, boy
What the fuck you mean, boy?
[Verse 11]
What the fuck you mean, boy?
I spent a thousand on these muhfucking jeans, boy
So much money, got it busting out the seams, boy
You got my old bitch, took my new bitch out your dreams, boy
What the fuck you mean, boy?
[Verse 12]
****, fuck you mean, ****, fuck you mean?
****, fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
****, fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
[Verse 13]
I keep a hunnid grand in these Robin jeans
What the fuck you mean?
Bitches left me in prison, they threw away they dreams
I'm the leader of a Mad Max murder team
Ice man conscious and my money, it grow on trees
[Verse 14]
Sicker than ever, richer than ever, call a Brinks truck
What the fuck you mean, girl? It's two words, bitch, fuck
Fitted up, holding my line, you better get it up
Buzz strong, money long, street **** real as fuck
[Verse 15]
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
Fuck you, fuck your momma, and fuck your team
[Verse 16]
The seam's busting out my jeans, I need Hov money
No 3-60 deal, shit real, get all my show money
Hold up, let me let the money talk
My Rollie cost your house, my shows sold out
[Verse 17]
Got more thousand dollar jeans than in the store up in the South
In my heart I'm a boss, and this is, this is, this is what the fuck I mean
[Verse 18]
Boosie Badazz 'bout business, bank rolls
You can have my old bitch, 'cause I don't do the same hoes
Jeans in my closet add up to a Range Rover
What the fuck you mean? I'm that ****, game over
[Verse 19]
Like, fuck you mean, boy?
I spent a thousand on these muhfucking jeans, boy
So much money, got it busting out the seams, boy
You got my old bitch, took my new bitch out your dreams, boy
What the fuck you mean, boy?
[Verse 20]
What the fuck you mean, boy?
I spent a thousand on these muhfucking jeans, boy
So much money, got it busting out the seams, boy
You got my old bitch, took my new bitch out your dreams, boy
What the fuck you mean, boy?
[Verse 21]
****, fuck you mean, ****, fuck you mean?
****, fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
****, fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean?
Written by: Jeffrey Oliver Robinson, Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith, Meek Mill, Sammie D. Norris, Stephanie C Martin, Todd Shaw, Torence Hatch
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