Peak
83
Weeks
1
Score
61
Chart Year
2023
[Intro] What is this? Maybach Music I like this Maybach Music Sweet Ha-ha-ha [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Niggas wanna see you lose when you're makin' moves (Moves) We bringin' tools in any rooms, we tryna break the rules (Rules) Niggas is haters, they ain't goons, we tryna make them fool (Fool) I never thought I'd make the Forbes before I make the news (Never) Havin' a threesome with some bitches, it's still ain't amusin' (I ain't) I pick and choose, put on my jewels, it's like I lit the fuse (It's lit) I call the shots, and all the killers be likе "What's the move?" (Let's gеt it) Hundred grand, you and your little man gets split in two (Splitter) Mmm, my life got way realer Playin' with them millions and it turned me to a made nigga Anywhere in the trenches I be active when they play with 'em Statements got retracted when niggas ratted, 'cause we sprayed niggas Mafioso, sippin' Lobos Jumpin' out the chopper to the yacht off the Gold Coast We was totin' choppers on the block, sellin' coco Now we treatin' models like they thots out in SoHo (Yeah) Thirty mill' in cash, do these niggas bad (Bad) They never thought I'd go this far just from a pen and pad (Pad) I seen my dawg kill my dawg, just to get his stash He went up top, they banged him out, got that nigga slatt [Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross] (Too much) Too much money and power Walk up in the spot and punched the stuffings, keep tuckin' the chopper (Huh) Too much money and power (Too much) Hustlin' twenty-four hours (Twenty-four hours) Too much money and power Stumble into the penthouse, with a baddie to fuck in the shower (Huh) Too much money and power (Too much) Hustlin' twenty-four hours [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I left a team of niggas in the red tape (Huh) Diggin' through they pockets, left they shoes unlaced Homicide on another case Mouth wide, gold teeth with a pale face (Bang) My niggas couldn't read, had impediments (Huh) But they never would leave any evidence (Huh) Your mother still in pain, it been a few days What you know, this all it came with minimum wage They thought it was a game 'til the shots rang Six niggas layin' on the same box spring How you dead broke but got a dope charge? Gotta rob a bank just to post bond (Huh) Got this chopper with me for the close calls Helicopter on the roof 'cause I won't walk (God) Killin' niggas in the streets, I call it a feast Twenty million, I can see, and all in a week (Boss) We only on the yachts with tequila shots (Huh) It's only paperwork now when we leave the lot Calamari in California, yeah, I want a kiss All you envious devil demons, you can suck a dick (Bitch) I hope you die slow with your blindfold (Huh) Your bitch still at home with her mind blown (Huh) I got a pool of parrots and some buffalos (Woo) And I got a pool in Paris in a bungalow (Ha-ha-ha-ha) Still flippin' numbers talking summer sauce Everybody get to eat, that's what a winner called (Double M) Sippin' champagne, I own it myself (Boss) You niggas better learn to own you some wealth [Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross] (Too much) Too much money and power Walk up in the spot and punched the stuffings, keep tuckin' the chopper (Huh) Too much money and power (Too much) Hustlin' twenty-four hours Too much money and power Stumble into the penthouse, with a baddie to fuck in the shower (Huh) Too much money and power (Too much) Hustlin' twenty-four hours Too much money and power [Outro: Rick Ross] Some of this shit too good to be true M-M-M
| Week | Chart Date | Position | Points |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Oct 14, 2023 | 83 | 43 |