"Like This" lyrics

[Juicy J:]
What you gon' do when this shit get slow? (Hoodrich)
What you gon' do if your bitch get low?
I'ma get my lick back with racks
Keep it real, I don't even miss that ho
Keep it real, I don't even miss that bitch
With a neck like this and a wrist like this

DJ Scream, rewind that motherfuckin' shit, man (Play me some pimpin', man)
Gangsters in distress, man, we need some help, man
Niggas ain't P no more, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas takin' the whole bag and then, you know what I'm sayin', givin' it to somebody
And then they fucked around, turn around and fuck their friend
And then go online and put that shit on social media, man (DJ Scream)
We gotta wake up

What you gon' do when this shit get slow?
What you gon' do if your bitch get low?
I'ma get my lick back with racks
Keep it real, I don't even miss that ho
Keep it real, I don't even miss that bitch
With a neck like this and a wrist like this (Yes, sir)
Nigga, I can't even trip 'bout shit
With a crib like this and a whip like this (You know it)

What you gon' do when this shit get slow?
What you gon' do if your bitch get low?
I'ma get my lick back with racks
Keep it real, I don't even miss that ho
Keep it real, I don't even miss that bitch
With a neck like this and a wrist like this
Nigga, I can't even trip 'bout shit
With a crib like this and a whip like this

[La Chat:]
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?

[Juicy J:]
Ay, I been on my ones, I been on my twos
You play with my money, you makin' the news
This shit for the family, don't get it confused
I'm calculatin' all my steps and moves

These niggas be mad they ain't blessed as you
So I'm walkin' in twenty deep strapped with the crew
Took a nigga bitch and made her my boo
I come in with one, but I'm leavin' with two

And I put it on just to go to the store
I pack me a bong and pour me a four
I just finished cookin' up in the 'yo
That's another bag, a show on the floor

I did Prada and Dolce Gabbana, you know I be mixin' it up
Yeah, gettin' it up
All of my niggas been livin' it up
Yeah

What you gon' do when this shit get slow?
What you gon' do if your bitch get low?
I'ma get my lick back with racks
Keep it real, I don't even miss that ho
Keep it real, I don't even miss that bitch
With a neck like this and a wrist like this
Nigga, I can't even trip 'bout shit
With a crib like this and a whip like this

What you gon' do when this shit get slow?
What you gon' do if your bitch get low?
I'ma get my lick back with racks
Keep it real, I don't even miss that ho
Keep it real, I don't even miss that bitch
With a neck like this and a wrist like this
Nigga, I can't even trip 'bout shit
With a crib like this and a whip like this

[La Chat:]
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?
Ho, you ain't mad, is you?

(Hoodrich)