Meecko and J!CO - Shame On Me

Shame on me
Shame on me
Always the blame on me
Why they wanna frame on me
I need a saint on me
I need a plain on me
You know what it is yeah it's on me
Shit that I fear yeah it's on me
See so clear yeah she on me
Don't give a fuck with a passion
Mind over money but money's whats making us massive
Yeah yeah
Skrt skrt skrt
Yeah we crashing
I pull up
I pull up
I pull up
I pull up on Action
Yeah yeah

I'm going crazy
She keeps claiming she's my lady
I might have to fuck her and give her a baby
I can't think on my daddy I'm lazy
Look at the jordans running on these make me feel like I'm falling
Clap it at them ain't no stalling
Ricky and morty like jico and meecko no drawling
Fuck it slap it
Running away from the feds ain't no catching
I'm getting the white on the table no magic
Showing the back of my shirt like mbappe
We been scoring a lot like chicago or magic
I'm giving the nitty the best they can't hack it
I needed a move out of ends ain't a habit
Trapping in south ain't been really a challenge
I really do this (gang)
Got the beanies acting foolish
I needed the duffel to move all the money
Making the opps do a dance off like honey
My bitch is a foreign I told her que pasa
I'm making your bitch dance on me like bachata
Got the block hot police doing the cha-cha
Got the block hot police doing the cha-cha

Shame on me
Shame on me
Always the blame on me
Why they wanna frame on me
I need a saint on me
I need a plain on me
You know what it is yeah it's on me
Shit that I fear yeah it's on me
See so clear yeah she on me
Don't give a fuck with a passion
Mind over money but money's whats making us massive
Yeah yeah
Skrt skrt skrt
Yeah we crashing
I pull up
I pull up
I pull up
I pull up on Action
Yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah
You're getting the sign yeah
Look at how much that you pay for my time
Your rapper a pussy he claim he a slime
I'm showing you love it don't cost me a dime
I swear you come close you will die next to mine
She loves me as well but she ain't even fine
It don't cost me a dime just to write me a rhyme
I never go low
You know where I stay at I got me a home
I gotta pay up for infinity stone
My hood is all black like a noche in rome
You better walk fast I can never go slow
You better look up and have watch on your tone
I swing at a nigga like throwing a stone
I can't even move and i'm finding my zone
I really do this (gang)
Got the beanies acting foolish
I needed the duffel to move all the money
Making the opps do a dance off like honey
My bitch is a foreign I told her que pasa
I'm making your bitch dance on me like bachata
Got the block hot police doing the cha-cha
Got the block hot police doing the cha-cha

Shame on me
Shame on me
Always the blame on me
Why they wanna frame on me
I need a saint on me
I need a plain on me
You know what it is yeah it's on me
Shit that I fear yeah it's on me
See so clear yeah she on me
Don't give a fuck with a passion
Mind over money but money's whats making us massive
Yeah yeah
Skrt skrt skrt
Yeah we crashing
I pull up
I pull up
I pull up
I pull up on Action
Yeah yeah

Written by:
Jico Maynard, Meecko Bari

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