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  • O2 Shades Meek Mill's New Diss Track "Wanna Know"
  • Twitter user @DearRobTV went to Twitter to complain about how terrible the new Meek Mill diss track in response to Drake, "Wanna Know" is.
    During his rant, he tweeted at @O2 ,one of the biggest telecommunication services in the UK, asking them to please re-imburse him for the data he had used to listen to the song.

    @DearRobTV told O2 to listen to the song so that they'll understand why a reimbursement is necessary. However, O2 simply tweeted back at @DearRobTV, "We don't Wanna Know".

    What kind of shade! TILB Readers, see the lyrics to the new Meek Mill diss track, and tell me if it's something you would spend your MBs listening to:


    [Intro]
    I just wanna know how niggas going to jail
    Telling on niggas, coming back home and it still being cool
    I just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand followers
    Ain’t got no money in real life, but still popping, I just wanna know
    I wanna know, if a nigga ain’t really putting it in, but acting like he putting it in
    Niggas still letting it fly like it’s cool, I really wanna know man
    This shit getting different out here it’s getting spooky
    [Verse 1: Meek Mill (Quentin Miller)]
    Now when that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a check
    In New Orleans wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
    So what that tell me? You a pussy and a fan
    Say the wrong shit you know the shooters at your neck
    I just wanna know, if you ain’t write that running through the six shit
    Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running through the six with?
    (Running through the six with my woes
    Counting money you know how it goes
    All the real live forever baby
    And the fake get exposed)
    Niggas writing for you cause you know you never did shit
    When I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
    We the type of niggas to tie your mother up
    Fuck your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
    You really sweet, I call you buttercup
    You fucking dork you changed the style because you studied us
    Coming with the same flow
    Switching up your lingo
    We just want a refund, this ain’t what we paid for
    Every time that we come, we get what we came for
    Spitting another niggas shit, but you claim you king though?
    [Hook]
    I just wanna know, I just wanna know
    How these niggas acting like they true but really faking
    People acting like it go
    I just wanna know, I just wanna know
    Was it Quentin Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your flow?
    (Milli Vanilli that nigga)
    [Verse 2]
    Money make a fake ass nigga look real again
    Money make a sucker that told look trill again
    Says a lot about all the people that's feeling him
    But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas we're real again
    Heard that other nigga talking we ain’t get back yet
    Let’s keep it short, nigga you ain’t get your chick back yet
    And now she rocking with the chaser and now you missed that check
    You went from Clear Port to Budapest and miss that jet, hold up
    [Interlude 1: Sample]
    Cat, I got to take them off of here, that's right
    I got to take them off of here, there’s only one
    And that’s me, you understand?
    'Fore all that fighting, you understand?
    Sucka thinks he good
    Sucka thinks he can whoop me
    And I know he can’t whoop me and I
    Hey boy, the nigga whole style is chump, you understand?
    When it comes to me you understand
    Let me get mines first
    Then after I get mine, y’all can do what you wanna do
    [Verse 3]
    You know you fucked up right?
    You shoulda just said nothing
    Now you're going to have to give me a check to stop
    All I hear is platinum that platinum this
    Meanwhile I’m on the cover with a platinum chick
    I got a platinum rollie, platinum whip
    Niggas frauds I told the truth, don’t ask me shit
    All this industry fake enemy and rap shit
    It’s never really my style we got cash to get
    I really started from nothing now it’s back to shit
    Puffy almost caught a domestic when he smacked that bitch
    Hold up, let that bitch breathe
    [Interlude 2: Diddy]
    Yeah this is called poppin' shit
    There’s no cut on it
    There’s no cut on it
    If your feelings get hurt
    You feel like ohhh that’s an arrogant little...
    No this is the truth and the truth hurts
    Haven’t I paid my dues?
    Haven't I went through the storm?
    Didn’t I weather the storm?
    Niggas is gone and I'm here
    [Outro]
    You let Tip homie piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain’t forget
    Real niggas back in style this shit is lit
    This that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent

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