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Trap Vibes (Summer Sixteen & Panda Remix)

By Meek Mill · Targeting Drake

Trap Vibes combines freestyles over Drake's Summer Sixteen and Desiigner's Panda and was released while Meek Mill's feud with Drake remained active. Reporting and the supplied source frame it as another chapter in that dispute, but the supplied lyric does not name Drake, revisit the ghostwriting charge or contain a sufficiently specific Drake accusation, so no block is falsely labeled as a direct diss.

Released2016

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ExplicitYes

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[Part 1: Summer Sixteen]
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[Intro]
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Turn me up some, Cruz
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I told Barcelini if them niggas hatin' they gon' suffer
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I'm goin' up a hundred every day
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You know how I play! Ha!
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[Verse]
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Skinny nigga in the Benz truck (Woo!)
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Swingin' through like a nunchuck (Woo!)
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Summertime bring them 30s out (Brrr!)
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Tell Coon put the sticks up (Pull up, pull up!)
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Wait... hold up, hold up
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How can niggas go against us? (How?)
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Cold pussies wouldn't even shoot us
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See us roll on 'em like a lint brush (Haaa!)
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Phil movin' out them bandos (Bando!)
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We ain't leavin' 'til the brick's done (Whoa!)
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Couple hundred, we gon' vac seal 'em
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Just to ride with it like a Brinks truck (Woo!)
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Wait, wait, Louboutins and the wrist bust (Flex!)
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Bitch you claiming, I done been fuck (Ha!)
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You ain't even gotta trip, bruh (Huh?)
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In the trenches in the Maybach (Maybach)
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Fuck I even got the tint for? (Why?)
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I'm the only nigga got one (Got one)
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Who the fuck I gotta hide from? (Who?)
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Barcelini ridin' shotgun (Eeee!)
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Shooters with him, never mind, nigga (Whoa!)
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Young niggas on Sigel Street
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Word to Mack, they'll rock somethin'
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Wait (Wait!)
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North side of Philly, my side of town (Side of town)
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Bulletproof whip when I ride around (Woo!)
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Niggas talk shit when I'm not around (No!)
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Wouldn't tell you that we run the city
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But we movin', gotta say we joggin' now (We movin'!)
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Hit the city and we runnin' down
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Ain't no runnin' now, niggas out of bounds
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Plug this, plug that
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Niggas rappin', they ain't never sold nothin'
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Hold this, hold that
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I ain't lettin' these niggas hold nothin'
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Summertime, niggas coppin' foreign whips
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You can tell the load comin'
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Put my name on the flyer
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All the trappers, all the bad hoes comin'
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Niggas dickridin' other niggas
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That's a trend now (That's a trend now)
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I'm still rockin' with the same Chasers
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I've been 'round (I've been 'round)
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Got so much work out
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We might slim down (Might slim down)
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I'm so poppin' all my haters turn friends now (Haaa!)
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Diamonds dancin' like Mike Jackson (Mike!)
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Shit shining like Mike's jacket (Lit!)
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Moonwalkin' in a Rolls Royce
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Through the rearview, see my life backwards (Skrt!)
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Percocets, popped two 10s on a 20, nigga now I ain't active
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So wavy, nigga I ain't rappin'
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Can't tell me that I ain't swaggin', no way, ha!
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[Part 2: Panda]
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[Intro]
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This summer right here, nigga
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We goin' up
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Litty
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It's litty, ugh!
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Philly!
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[Verse]
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I'm with Ruggs in Atlanta
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Bunch of drugs and the Fanta
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Bunch of guns in the Phantom
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Spendin' money like a scammer
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My young niggas in the kitchen whippin'
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Whippin', livin' large at the hammer
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Duckin' laws and the scammers
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Free my dawgs out the slammer
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Black car, panther
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Shorty call, never answer
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20 foreigns in the mansion
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Diamonds on me and they dancin'
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I don't really understand rappers
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Niggas jumpin' on bandwagons
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All these bands got my pants saggin'
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63s on the Benz wagon
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62s on the Maybach
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Bitch, I'm comin' for the payback
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62s in the pot, nigga
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Tryna whip it up and bring it way back
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Woo! You in the club and spending your cop money
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All on the 'Gram actin' like that you got money (Woo!)
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We lookin' at you like you need to stop money (Ooh!)
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You killin' yourself with that lil' half a block money
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I got that "go to the mall
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And get what I want" paper (Yeah, yeah)
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You the type hopin' I fall
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That's what you want, hater (Yeah, yeah)
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'Member back when I was broke?
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I only had one hater (Hoo!)
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These suckers gon' hate you
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No matter you broke or you on paper (Yeah, yeah)
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Hundred bands, added up (Add it!)
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We gettin' money, they mad at us (Mad!)
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At the jeweler buyin' more Rollies
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I don't think these niggas man enough (Hoo!)
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Fuck them niggas, shit we stuntin' on 'em (Fuck 'em!)
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Niggas, they ain't got nothin' on us (Fuck 'em!)
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Niggas that we never fuck with
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Run and tellin' people that we fronted on 'em (Hoo!)
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Nigga made me put a hundred on you
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Do you dirty, put the drummer on you
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Shots never stoppin', pop, pop, pop, pop
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We'll run up on you (Hoo!)
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Dead bodies, homicide, head shot, mama cry
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Cops lookin', got an alibi
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Lawyer money, nigga, buyin' time
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Hold! They hit my nigga Chino in his head
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Hold! Took him to LIV though my nigga ain't dead
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No! Ball in Miami on Sunday, we did
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Ho! Blowin' the racks, we at Vanity Grand
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All black Panamera
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White bitch named Samantha
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White and black, she a panda
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White and black, she a bandit
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Whippin' the... rock with the...
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Hhnnhh, hnnhhnhh
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[Outro]
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I should have just run with the rest...