Jackboy - Styled By Meech Lyrics

Yo dime wanna be with us, jit
You don't got no motion
That's why your dime keep gettin' bait
That's why your girl keep gettin' greezed
'Cause look (ayy, Kolvi, you goin' too crazy)
Once your girl see Maybach, yeah
She come to the B&B, it's over
Ayy, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Okay, okay, yeah

These trousers came from Balenciaga, I got expensive swag (I got expensive swag)
Hood nigga made it out of Broward, I gotta show my ass (show my ass)
Ain't trickin' if you got it, I'ma buy my favorite bitch a Birkin bag (a Birkin bag)
Side bitch never trippin', she get Chanel shoes with the purse to match
Your fly gotta match mine, so I'ma get you styled by Meech (get you styed by Meech)
She got a perfect smile, she went to Columbia for her teeth (for her teeth)
I'm puttin' her in a G-Wagon, regular Benz way too cheap (way too cheap)
I got her friends askin' do I got friends that act like me? (That act like me)

Your jewelry came with certificates, I got it from Van Cleef
He the type to buy you a Cartier, I'll buy you a Patek Philippe
I gave that bitch a Birkin and twenty racks to start a business
She suck it 'til I nut, I'm in her mouth more than her dentist
Real nigga, never runnin' game, rather teach it to you
God forgive, I don't, I'd rather leave you before I preach it to you
"Jack, why these niggas so mad?" I don't know, probably 'cause them rats
"Jack, what you do to get a bag?" Bitch, I got off my ass
I f*ck with her the most 'cause when we link up, she don't post
She share me with her bestie, that's why I think she the G.O.A.T
Way too big to creep, they ass gon' tweet if they notice me
Damn, bae, I can't help my cousin with her groceries?

These trousers came from Balenciaga, I got expensive swag (I got expensive swag)
Hood nigga made it out of Broward, I gotta show my ass (show my ass)
Ain't trickin' if you got it, I'ma buy my favorite bitch a Birkin bag (a Birkin bag)
Side bitch never trippin', she get Chanel shoes with the purse to match
Your fly gotta match mine, so I'ma get you styled by Meech (get you styed by Meech)
She got a perfect smile, she went to Columbia for her teeth (for her teeth)
I'm puttin' her in a G-Wagon, regular Benz way too cheap (way too cheap)
I got her friends askin' do I got friends that act like me? (That act like me)

I'm way in Costa Rica, f*ckin' hoes on Jaco Beach
Won't trip over no bitches, too much fishes in the sea
Won't trip over no bitch, I got good footwork, I won't stumble
I'm 'bout my dough, stackin' this shit thick like it's from Crumble
Diamonds hittin' hard, my shit be bitin' like Mike Tyson
Glizzy in her purse and my bitch don't plan on fightin'
She thuggin' like me, you movin' funny, she gon' bust it
She think just like me, you niggas corny and we don't trust ya

These trousers came from Balenciaga, I got expensive swag (I got expensive swag)
Hood nigga made it out of Broward, I gotta show my ass (show my ass)
Ain't trickin' if you got it, I'ma buy my favorite bitch a Birkin bag (a Birkin bag)
Side bitch never trippin', she get Chanel shoes with the purse to match
Your fly gotta match mine, so I'ma get you styled by Meech (get you styed by Meech)
She got a perfect smile, she went to Columbia for her teeth (for her teeth)
I'm puttin' her in a G-Wagon, regular Benz way too cheap (way too cheap)
I got her friends askin' do I got friends that act like me? (That act like me)