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sirens v2 - meech! (us) lyrics

told you be ready for war
talk to the lord
n*gga i’m better of course
better keep checking your source
i hit it raw
then told her get a divorce

she think i’m golden
told her better act like she know it
told her to sit back and notice
look how i’m talking
look how i’m walking
look how we walking

meechie allah (meech)
meechie the don (meech)
meech send ya to god

i sent the hit and it made the news
i took your b*tch and i f*cked in your room
she wanna
ra*ra*ra*ra
rock and come party with woo (woo)
this is my rockstar lyfestyle
ain’t tryna kick it with you
dawg
show me that white
she snort the white
high as kite
told her don’t bite
she appetite
told her come try
jump to the sky

i’m tryna
i’m tryna find my way home
tryna get back where i’m gone
tryna get back where i’m grown
tryna get back to my zone
tryna get back where i’m known

addicted to pills and narcotics
she know i’m exotic
she know i get lit at the parties
she join the list like she naughty
i need her body
look at lil’ miley on molly

i told dat n*gga to empty his pockets
we hit the drugs and get high as a rocket
i need the looseleaf, i need the deposit
pop me a perky and load up the choppa
f*ck bout that n*gga i shoot at his partners
i put the dope on the counter then chop it
can’t decide between the louis or prada
i cut ya off i got plenty of options
meechie the ruler he let out his siren
yeah yeah
i been trying to tell these n*ggas
all of my n*ggas is just

ready to die
r*r*ready to what
r*ready to die
ready to what

go take a trip to new york or
i take his to dior or
take that lil’ n*gga to war or

n*gga get shot with your nanny
n*gga get shot in front of granny
n*gga get shot front the camera
pull up in camrys
and we gon ride out in camo
think i done brought all the ammo
i hid the brick in a camel
told her get lit like a candle
better treat me like i’m special
i got it handled

told her to get on my level
told her to get on my level
told her that i don’t feel pressure
know that i’m next up
no, i can’t slip cause i’m better

and i might slice you like shredder
shoot you barettas
n*gga get shot in his melon
she wonder why i’m with felons
and i ain’t telling
but she still know that we selling

my senorita
told her she bad and i need her
i know she good i’m a demon
you know she ain’t leaving
cause of all the cash that i bring in
and all the n*ggas i’m scheming
but all the b*tches i need them
treat em’ like drugs in a need;e
all of that cash i’m gon need it
all of these b*tches don’t need em
all of these n*ggas don’t need em
f*ck bout your n*ggas
f*ck bout ya n*ggas and clique
give a f*ck bout the n*ggas you with

- meech us lyrics

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