Sharing Locations Lyrics – Meek Mill ft. Lil Baby

[Intro: Lil Durk]
KJ! what you got going on man?
Yo, Nick Papz! make it slap

[Verse 1: All]
I got a little b!tch from the hood, I call her
"Gang, " she don't play with that bae sh!t
I be f**king this NBA n!gga b!tch
'cause she know I ain't ever gone say sh!t
New contract big like I play ball
Lil' boy, I ain't nothing to play with
I told her, "Pull up, " she told me she can't
Her n!gga be sharing location
Yeah, I was riding in the Ghost with the ghost gun
Seen you out with your kids so you owe one
And my man in the can while you taking out the trash
He gone pop with the MAC like, "Don't run" (Don't run)
Gave her a pill, they all get high
You ever had a foursome?
It's too much cash for me to hide
I had to give lil' bro some
I f**k her raw from time to time
I don't show no emotion
But when he died, he had them racks
He had to make a GoFund
I hang with the hitters who train the killers
Who send all the n!ggas on store run
I got me a check and I brought me a 'Cat
And I went on the block and did donuts

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
I hang with all the murderers
I'm paying all the lawyers for the murderers
I'm putting all my last on the murderers
You don't wanna see me with the murderers, murderers

[Verse 2: All]
Yeah, Rolls Royce, swerving
Famous b!tch curving
Seen you out in traffic
You was looking nervous
Ran it up on accident
They thought it was on purpose
I know for a fact, I'm blasting
Man, I never get too worried
Hunnid racks in hunnids, stick like cursive
I been selling verses
One time I lied inside my song
I ain't gonna buy her no Birkin
Homicide on my mind when I slide
I ain't tryna see no hearses
He ain't even die by the gun
Took a fake pill, n!gga died off Percs
Shorty look perfect (Perfect)
Pu**y was worth it, go get her some purses
My diamonds be hitting like we in a Versuz
We sticking together, this sh!t in a cursive
I'm f**king with Durkio
I just left the jeweler with Baby
Bought two anniversaries
Go to Atlanta, they Copper and Cove me (Brother)
Bad lil' b!tches all over me
Way too ranked up, ain't no exposing me (No way)
She wanna go to the mall (Let's get it)
Got up and went to the pop-up in Louis in SoHo
And ordered it all
I'm in this b!tch with The Voice and The Hero
These n!ggas is weirdos
Ain't going this hard (No way)
I'm from the P, that's gang
All these n!ggas know me, I hang with

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
I hang with all the murderers
I'm paying all the lawyers for the murderers
I'm putting all my last on the murderers
You don't wanna see me with the murderers, murderers

[Outro: Lil Durk]
Murderers
I hang with all the murderers
Murderers