This song is great in the way that many of Maybach Music Group songs are great, which is to say: a behemoth beat made of 808 bass, piano and church bells, Rick Ross’s baritone sounding good while saying nothing interesting, and Meek Mill’s higher register sounding urgent and ever better while saying sharp, slick, clever rhymes. When Ross says that he has “that Justin Bieber,” I’m pretty sure he means that he is selling cocaine. (Cocaine being white like Justin Bieber.) But it’s fun to think of other stuff he might be talking about. A funny haircut? Perfect teeth? Or maybe Justin Bieber himself, bound and gagged in the trunk of his Cadillac.