Rich Porter lyrics

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad b*tches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? n*gga what you talking?
My b*tch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't sh*t in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
They got me feeling like Rich Porter, I got them hoes
Selling work we got them bricks, and got the most
If he ain't test it I don't trust em', he prolly told
Dimed out your homies, seen them statements, he got exposed
These n*ggas ratting and you f*cking with these pus*y n*ggas
I put these hoes up on the jet and bring that pus*y with us
I bring that new thing through yo' block, I see you looking n*gga
36 up in the pot like what you cooking n*gga?
Fish scale, I love the hustle, I'm 'bout my paper
And I'm fly as Alpo before he drop a statement
I knew I started getting money when I got them haters
Boy won't you go and kill yourself and just do God a favor

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad b*tches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? n*gga what you talking?
My b*tch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't sh*t in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Don't you see a n*gga ballin' like I'm Rayful Edmond?? (No snitching)
My DC shooter Fat Trel hold up that Mac-Eleven (Dem b*tches)
Nail me to the cross I swear I'll never testify (Never)
Never will, that Maybach murder got em' petrified
I'm hard to kill, I'm counting cake up with my finest b*tch
Take off her makeup and she still look like a finalist
Top models, pop bottles, catch you b*tches slipping
Do em' dirty that top dollar make a major difference
I bought another Phantom, cash count that at the dealer
It took an hour, fast money for us young n*ggas
Can't run around, marble statues in the front and back (Boss)
With no regard for the law, cause all I want is stacks
So f*ck 'em all

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad b*tches got 'em calling, they really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking? n*gga what you talking?
My b*tch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't sh*t in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me