Released: December 23, 2019
Featuring: Meek Mill
Songwriter: McNab Turbo NLE Choppa Meek Mill
Producer: McNab Turbo
[Intro]
Hey, McNabb
Run that back, Turbo
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas be cap)
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions, yeah
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I'm not a business man (I ain't), I am a business, man (I am)
I ain't got time to be with you niggas, I'm handlin' business, fam'
We at the Clearport flickin' it up and you not in the picture, fam'
Said he want smoke, we took it a joke, you put it on Instagram, damn
How can I entertain some niggas that not even in my lane?
I really get money, they playing games, I'm 'bout to go get me an airplane
Just to go out like another level, I been keeping my bitches in Vera Wang
Having a threesome is double trouble, got 'em eatin' on pussy and sharin' things
I'ma be rich forever, my nigga, I put that on God (Put that on God)
Play with the gang, put that on my name, you niggas gon' die (Die, die)
Everything 'bout me, it say I'm official, it ain't no lie (Ain't no lie)
Whacked your homie, you know that we did it, you ain't gon' slide, pussy
[Chorus: Meek Mill & NLE Choppa]
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas be cap)
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (NLE the top shotta, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
And on your block, bitch, we gon' lurk, a lot of killers on alert
And bitch, we steppin' on your turf, I love the way my Uzi squirt
We at Forever 21, but that bitch said she wanted Gucci
You wanted me to spoil you, but you ain't givin' coochie
A rich hood nigga, throw the money, smack her booty
Don't fuck with him, he showed his true colors and they was fruity
I'm blackin' out, my eyes keep closing 'cause a nigga zooted
My gas called ass in the can 'cause it pooted
He spreadin' rumors, so the hollow tip started spreadin' through his body
My niggas really killin', we don't give a fuck what you hollerin'
And I don't care if you was Donald Trump, I spin anybody
And how the fuck is you a stepper? You ain't killed nobody
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas be cap)
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas is cap, woo)
Hey, McNabb
Run that back, Turbo
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas be cap)
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions, yeah
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I'm not a business man (I ain't), I am a business, man (I am)
I ain't got time to be with you niggas, I'm handlin' business, fam'
We at the Clearport flickin' it up and you not in the picture, fam'
Said he want smoke, we took it a joke, you put it on Instagram, damn
How can I entertain some niggas that not even in my lane?
I really get money, they playing games, I'm 'bout to go get me an airplane
Just to go out like another level, I been keeping my bitches in Vera Wang
Having a threesome is double trouble, got 'em eatin' on pussy and sharin' things
I'ma be rich forever, my nigga, I put that on God (Put that on God)
Play with the gang, put that on my name, you niggas gon' die (Die, die)
Everything 'bout me, it say I'm official, it ain't no lie (Ain't no lie)
Whacked your homie, you know that we did it, you ain't gon' slide, pussy
[Chorus: Meek Mill & NLE Choppa]
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas be cap)
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (NLE the top shotta, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
And on your block, bitch, we gon' lurk, a lot of killers on alert
And bitch, we steppin' on your turf, I love the way my Uzi squirt
We at Forever 21, but that bitch said she wanted Gucci
You wanted me to spoil you, but you ain't givin' coochie
A rich hood nigga, throw the money, smack her booty
Don't fuck with him, he showed his true colors and they was fruity
I'm blackin' out, my eyes keep closing 'cause a nigga zooted
My gas called ass in the can 'cause it pooted
He spreadin' rumors, so the hollow tip started spreadin' through his body
My niggas really killin', we don't give a fuck what you hollerin'
And I don't care if you was Donald Trump, I spin anybody
And how the fuck is you a stepper? You ain't killed nobody
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas be cap)
I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)
Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)
I know these niggas ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)
I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)
I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (Niggas is cap, woo)