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Meek Mill
Connect the Dots (feat. Yo Gotti and Rick Ross)

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Yeah
Gang
Chase it, chase it, chase it, chase it, gang
Chase it, chase it, chase it, chase it, gang
Hey
Bring the
With a ladder in that building
32 D so it don't matter who you get
All my 10 it don't matter who you with
We gon' whack you if you tellin'
It don't matter if you snitch
You done told on your homie you a
In the kitchen with the poppin' bacon cookers
Every time you see me out I got it with me
Been through that Billy truck they couldn't miss me
Bro this black mama paddock now that n***a wanna kill me
Oh man, whoo,
yeah,
chuckin' 50 If I stand up on my money they can never overlive me
Workin' straight from across the border You can never overcook it
This that raw,
this that raw,
I ball like Chris Paul I sensitive like Griffin,
they gon' paint that sh** on y'all
My homie said that he a blood We gon' paint that sh** on dog
Tell my bro to bring his head We gon' hang it on the wall
All my shooters tryna go They been waitin' on my car
They been waitin' on that ring to pull
that thing And chop it off to knock you off
Brrrr
Connect the dots,
connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks
Run into a **** and collect the spots When we catch a headshot,
this connect's top
Let's talk about the trap,
let's talk about the streets
You look up to Jordan,
we look up to Meach Clean a ****,
block up,
leave that **** bleached
Spend a half a quarter on a pair of sneaks
What type of boss is you,
you gave your dog a Draco
Real bosses put they dogs on the payroll Drop rods,
rust,
that's a thot
I got pockets, system, bitch, orange,
Hermes We CMG Grizzly,
we just sold out the Forbes
Hit a button on that new Dunn and watch it transform
Yeah,
you been misinformed Think you can disrespect
the king and that don't come with harm
Quarter million on a diamond chain,
no charm Million rockin' in the kitchen tryna make it form
My religion get this money,
Christian or Islam And my tradition send the money,
soon they said it's bond
And my lifestyle don't leave your house without your ***** gun
The goal to leave the hood but not to forget where you from
Connect the dots,
connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks
Run into a **** and collect the spots When we catch a headshot,
this connect's top
All about the timing and I'm feeling
so correct Got on these diamonds,
***** stay,
I seem possessed
You scared of violence so you gotta cut the
check We always styling so my **** fresh to death
No need for Wallace,
ball that **** up in my fist Get out the projects,
that's the first one on the list Pack up your bags,
mama,
yo,
listen,
it's true We impeaching,
then we hit them with the blitz Speaking in silence,
it's okay to talk in code It's still a
boobie boys and got a shot to zoze We 101,
therefore I tailor made the clothes I got the dongs,
added on D's and a low Still fly commercial but I don't do TV shows
I play the role,
you see the money but you know who see the most
Versace,
diamond,
setter,
Donatella,
toast Black and the fed,
he got a G,
I watch him
post They gave him life for living like that boy
was sauce Who you faking?
Boy go get a body bag,
Renzel Records,
Wichitina,
turn the contracts
Still war ready,
never run with rats Once again,
the **** boys running rap
Connect the dots,
connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks
Run into a **** and collect the spots When we catch a headshot,
this connect's top
Gang
Chase it, chase it, chase it, chase it, gang
Chase it, chase it, chase it, chase it, gang
Hey
Bring the
With a ladder in that building
32 D so it don't matter who you get
All my 10 it don't matter who you with
We gon' whack you if you tellin'
It don't matter if you snitch
You done told on your homie you a
In the kitchen with the poppin' bacon cookers
Every time you see me out I got it with me
Been through that Billy truck they couldn't miss me
Bro this black mama paddock now that n***a wanna kill me
Oh man, whoo,
yeah,
chuckin' 50 If I stand up on my money they can never overlive me
Workin' straight from across the border You can never overcook it
This that raw,
this that raw,
I ball like Chris Paul I sensitive like Griffin,
they gon' paint that sh** on y'all
My homie said that he a blood We gon' paint that sh** on dog
Tell my bro to bring his head We gon' hang it on the wall
All my shooters tryna go They been waitin' on my car
They been waitin' on that ring to pull
that thing And chop it off to knock you off
Brrrr
Connect the dots,
connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks
Run into a **** and collect the spots When we catch a headshot,
this connect's top
Let's talk about the trap,
let's talk about the streets
You look up to Jordan,
we look up to Meach Clean a ****,
block up,
leave that **** bleached
Spend a half a quarter on a pair of sneaks
What type of boss is you,
you gave your dog a Draco
Real bosses put they dogs on the payroll Drop rods,
rust,
that's a thot
I got pockets, system, bitch, orange,
Hermes We CMG Grizzly,
we just sold out the Forbes
Hit a button on that new Dunn and watch it transform
Yeah,
you been misinformed Think you can disrespect
the king and that don't come with harm
Quarter million on a diamond chain,
no charm Million rockin' in the kitchen tryna make it form
My religion get this money,
Christian or Islam And my tradition send the money,
soon they said it's bond
And my lifestyle don't leave your house without your ***** gun
The goal to leave the hood but not to forget where you from
Connect the dots,
connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks
Run into a **** and collect the spots When we catch a headshot,
this connect's top
All about the timing and I'm feeling
so correct Got on these diamonds,
***** stay,
I seem possessed
You scared of violence so you gotta cut the
check We always styling so my **** fresh to death
No need for Wallace,
ball that **** up in my fist Get out the projects,
that's the first one on the list Pack up your bags,
mama,
yo,
listen,
it's true We impeaching,
then we hit them with the blitz Speaking in silence,
it's okay to talk in code It's still a
boobie boys and got a shot to zoze We 101,
therefore I tailor made the clothes I got the dongs,
added on D's and a low Still fly commercial but I don't do TV shows
I play the role,
you see the money but you know who see the most
Versace,
diamond,
setter,
Donatella,
toast Black and the fed,
he got a G,
I watch him
post They gave him life for living like that boy
was sauce Who you faking?
Boy go get a body bag,
Renzel Records,
Wichitina,
turn the contracts
Still war ready,
never run with rats Once again,
the **** boys running rap
Connect the dots,
connect the dots Link with the connect and we collect them blocks
Run into a **** and collect the spots When we catch a headshot,
this connect's top
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