Lyrics Meat Store - Woop

We keep beef like fucking meat sto' (Fuckin' gone!)
Every Glock got a dick, deep throat (Fuckin' gone!)
All my niggas, we get papers, Kinko's (Checked up!)
All we know is warfare and bullet holes (Gone! Gone!)
I'ma buy the top shit and watch 'em plummet (Got that money!)
Real recognize real and you look funny (Who are you?)
Used to play it dark and dirty like a dungeon (Rock out Woop!)
Now I'm paid, telling jokes about the money (Gone!)

Rich niggas telling jokes about that money (Money)
Got the swag, got the look. You just lack the funds
I can't lose, gotta feed all of my niggas food
Break the rules, grab a skully, make a business move
Pyrex pot got my traphouse filled with monkey knots (Monkey knots)
Greet them twats, we don't talk, we just send "Hello" shots
Niggas cops, catch 'em dining at that donut spot (Fuckin' rat!)
Think it's sweet? Think you're tough? Nigga, call my bluff
Made the pot "Skrr! Skrr!" Hillary Duff
We come through, niggas move, ambulance truck
Trigger finger itching so I throw up number one (One)
Rich niggas having convo's 'bout that fucking money

Hit you for the soft, hit you for the crack (Hit it! Hit it!)
Hit you for the loud, hit you for them racks (Fuckin' gone)
Hit you from the front, hit you from the back (Hit it! Hit it!)
Nigga, them my shooters, I ain't talkin' sex! (Gone!)
Hit 'em for the drop off and don't hit 'em back (Fuck 'em, gone!)
I'ma kill a nigga if I hit with that
Every day we geek cause we off molly rockers
My cooker got his mask on like a doctor
Me and my niggas in too deep like we some diving partners
That ain't just my homeboy, that's my robbery partner
Gangsta in my eye but I put got first
And I'm pulling home invasions for that hard work