"Like This" lyrics

Go, baby you gotta know the sauce to have nights like this (you do)
I think you gotta know a boss to have nights like this (baby you do)
You need a toothbrush and a floss to get it white like this (white)
Get inside the pot scrape the sides just like this (scrape)

You better watch the shit you say cause I might pipe your bitch (fasho)
Just text my phone baby can't call me even like my pics (don't do that)
Bald head bullies like the dad off My Wife and Kids (huh)
And if my girl keep staying down imma wife my bitch (ice)

Ain't buying no ring or shit, imma ice her wrist (her wrist)
Baby you gotta take my spirit to catch flights like this (flights)
Can't put your trust inside that nigga, he just might be a snitch (rat)
I call your phone and you don't answer, hoe you sucking dick (freak)

This ain't no lucky shit (huh), but I'm a clover boy (clover)
Riding with this big draco no Soulja Boy (no Soulja)
Reach for my chain give you a halo, thought I told you boy (thought I told you)
Monclear with Cartier, white lows I'm selling hard (white)

I bet my last on a 4, gamble like Beau Rivage
And I'm the owner but I drive like it's a stolen car (skrt)
I put my foot back on they neck, nigga I'm going larger (larger)
In that little time you take a break, nigga I'm going harder (I'm going harder)

You know he 12 and still shop, nigga you Law n Order (you Law n Order)
And all these nigga they my sons just like Charles Barkley (Charles Barkley)
Yeah all these nigga they my sons I need to go to Maury (huh)
I'm in the car riding with a red bitch look like Ferrari (Ferrari)

That mean my bitch a lil lil Barbie in G Wagon Barbie (go)
Her head so crazy she just made me pull her over and park it

Aye, baby you gotta know the sauce to have nights like this (sauce)
I think you gotta know a boss to have nights like this (know a boss)
You need a toothbrush and a floss to get it white like this (you need some floss)
Get inside the pot scrape the sides just like this (scrape)

You better watch the shit you say cause I might pipe your bitch (I might pipe her)
Just text my phone baby can't call me even like my pics (bae don't do it)
Bald head bullies like the dad off My Wife and Kids (Michael)
And if my girl keep staying down imma wife my bitch (wife)

You gotta get that shit off quick to get lit like this, nigga
You gotta be getting dogshit to take a pic like this (yea)
You gotta bounce back from a loss if you wanna be a boss, nigga
You gotta break your fucking arm to get your wrist like this (yea)

And I got my own sauce ain't gotta ride no wave
You wanna boss up your life, bitch you better behave
I got the old school saying boy he off the chain
I see these nigga hating behind these thousand dollar shades (yea)
I ain't scared to spend it baby
If you want it get it baby
How the fuck he got the sauce he ain't even got no chicken baby

Pull up lamb red guts
Get that money it's a must
And my pockets stuffed crust
I give zero fucks like Russ
Blue face carti buss
Where my money I'm in a rush
I ain't fucking with these nigga
Nigga ain't fucking with us

Keep the crackers off my trail, I keep switching up my car
You keep playing in that water, you get ate up by a shark
You can come and eat with gang baby, you ain't gotta starve
I'm in a double R driving like I ain't tryna see tomorrow

Aye, baby you gotta know the sauce to have nights like this (Big Za)
I think you gotta know a boss to have nights like this
You need a toothbrush and a floss to get it white like this
Get inside the pot scrape the sides just like this
You better watch the shit you say cause I might pipe your bitch
Just text my phone baby can't call me even like my pics
Bald head bullies like the dad off My Wife and Kids
And if my girl keep staying down imma wife my bitch