Jefe (feat. Meek Mill)

(Ay papi, Meek apúrate, fuck)
 No more apologizing for being excellent
 (Eso no importa pues, apúrate)
 From now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be dope (Quiero la plata, nada más)
 And not apologize for it
 I'm sorry, I'm dope, nigga (Dámelo todo, lo quiero ya, ya mismo)
 Wrap your mind around it, embrace it, this is a fact of life
 (Mmm, papi)
 God, I am so good (Bangladesh)
 Thank you
 Yeah, fuck up that money, then make it again
 I fuck her twice, then I make her my friend
 Shit, look at these haters, they hatin' again
 I know they don't like it, they takin' it in
 Fuck up a check, then we makin' it back
 She like Chanel, I'ma drape her in that
 She want the D, I've been waitin' on that
 I've been doing my thing, they've been hatin' on that
 And I meant what I said, I ain't takin' it back
 We get you chain, we ain't takin' it back
 Reach for my chain, get a fracture for that
 Only speak on my name when you statin' the facts, please
 I know we ballin' too much
 And all of these pretty hoes fallin' for us
 I say, "Ven aquí mami," and call her to us
 If I give you my number, don't call me too much, comprende?
 City to city, bad bitches and titties
 She jump on the jet with me, she on the tour
 I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchy
 My pockets on Benji and she in Dior
 Flex on the 'Gram just to look like you got it
 But really you broke (but really you broke)
 Seen suckas pop shit on their Twitter
 Like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
 Know niggas that used to be trappers on Twitter
 Just telling us jokes (telling us jokes)
 While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread
 Tryna turn it to toast, for real
 They say we talk about money too much
 But maybe they ain't gettin' money enough
 I say, "Dímelo, papi," he come with a truck
 He gon' make me a tab and I'm runnin' it up, gracias
 Let me welcome you, get introduced to the king
 Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and they clean
 So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records
 You see 'em, don't do anything
 Okay, killin' these niggas with more than before
 Been stuntin' and shinin' since back in the '90s
 I'm 'bout it, forgot it, the Glock in my pocket
 Remind you and plus the whole city behind me
 Spent hundreds of thousands, no millions on diamonds
 In Philly, they go ask Meek Milly about me
 I'm solid and thorough, stand up as fuck
 See these niggas, I just be like, "What the fuck?"
 Ain't no way in the hell you can fuck with us
 Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do nothin' with her
 Still hit her and them bad bitches who hung with her
 That's how I do it, can't give you the formula
 Don't stop me now, I'm just warmin' up
 Niggas be actin', the fuck they performin' for
 Leave 'em right there for the coroner
 Man, my bitch look so bad, she a foreigner
 Aston Martin, the attire is formal
 How we kick it, ain't shit 'bout us normal
 We Grand Hustle, and schemin' and chasin' our dream
 Stackin' that paper
 Hearin' my raps and you see me, you see what I mean
 Drippin' that flavor
 Fuck niggas hatin', don't try me, I split that potato
 Then go sit and eat with the mayor, skiin' in Vail
 David Chappelle told me you niggas is funny as hell
 Run to the smoke and then runnin' to tell
 Open the vault, put you under the jail, damn!
 Como dice Pablo 'Plata O Plomo'?
 Así es como es
 Que te vaya bien, bitch!
 Hey, que pasa, mi amigo
 You know that nigga?
 Ay, tranquilo
 What'd he do?
 Hahahaha
 Ask him if he got some weed
 Yo quiero grande mota
 Man, what'd you just say?
 Cómo se dice "a lot of weed?"
 (Yeah) Yeah yo quiero grande mota
 Okay (huh?)
 Cocaína? (Hell yeah)
 Mucho (we want that)
 Ahahahahaha
 Ya dig?