"Just Me" lyrics
(pretti kill—)
Yeah, yeah
Just me and you always checkin' up, woah
On this road, I done seen a lot of stuff
I done made a whole bag then I fucked it up
Oh-oh (Haha), then I got it back
Not a lot of new niggas 'cause my bros keep me on track (Haha)
Saw my deal and went to the gun store, I can't lack (Boop-boop-boop-boop, haha)
Throwin' shots, we gon' throw 'em back (Haha)
Coolin' out and I was cookin' dope, huh
Wake up at glo house then walk to the store
I was fucked up last year, I don't need to know
Had to be a real nigga, shit came back in tenfold
She look like a model and she could've been in Vogue
Huh, I'm ready for a wife, I don't wan' love these hoes
Try this shit once, I'll kick your ass out the door
Try it twice, nigga, you get sliced, bitch, I'm cutthroat
Woah, woah, pull up to the show 'fore I give you Hi-Fi
After this, a nigga gotta work on Hi-Fi
These niggas lyin' 'bout they life, this ain't Sci-Fi
Can't entertain the bullshit tonight, bitch, I'm too tired
They want me to shut up, can't be tongue-tied
If you say you better than me, that's a fuckin' lie
But I'm back at it
Why you dressed lil' boy? You lookin' like a crack addict?
I could get the bag and flip it, simple mathematics
Niggas beefin' on the 'net, that's that fake static
Just gotta laugh at it and that's so sad
Whole career co-signed, that shit so bad, I get why you mad
Niggas still like to trip, they on me like they dad
That could never be me, I won't do that
Y'all be too glad to drop all that lil' bullshit, boy, you know it's ass
I won't give a pass
Yeah, yeah
Just me and you always checkin' up
On this road, I done seen a lot of stuff
I done made a whole bag then I fucked it up
Oh-oh, then I got it back
Not a lot of new niggas 'cause my bros keep me on track
Saw deal and went to the gun store, I can't lack (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
If you throwin' shots, we gon' throw 'em back
Coolin' out and I was cookin' dope, huh
Wake up at glo house then walk to the store
I was fucked up last year, I don't need to know
Had to be a real nigga, shit came back in tenfold (pretti kill—)
She look like a model and she could've been in Vogue
Huh, I'm ready for a wife, I don't wan' love these hoes
Try this shit once, I'll kick your ass out the door
Try it twice, nigga, you get sliced, bitch, I'm cutthroat
She look like a model and she could've been in Vogue
I'm ready for a wife, I don't wan' love these hoes
Yeah, yeah
Just me and you always checkin' up, woah
On this road, I done seen a lot of stuff
I done made a whole bag then I fucked it up
Oh-oh (Haha), then I got it back
Not a lot of new niggas 'cause my bros keep me on track (Haha)
Saw my deal and went to the gun store, I can't lack (Boop-boop-boop-boop, haha)
Throwin' shots, we gon' throw 'em back (Haha)
Coolin' out and I was cookin' dope, huh
Wake up at glo house then walk to the store
I was fucked up last year, I don't need to know
Had to be a real nigga, shit came back in tenfold
She look like a model and she could've been in Vogue
Huh, I'm ready for a wife, I don't wan' love these hoes
Try this shit once, I'll kick your ass out the door
Try it twice, nigga, you get sliced, bitch, I'm cutthroat
Woah, woah, pull up to the show 'fore I give you Hi-Fi
After this, a nigga gotta work on Hi-Fi
These niggas lyin' 'bout they life, this ain't Sci-Fi
Can't entertain the bullshit tonight, bitch, I'm too tired
They want me to shut up, can't be tongue-tied
If you say you better than me, that's a fuckin' lie
But I'm back at it
Why you dressed lil' boy? You lookin' like a crack addict?
I could get the bag and flip it, simple mathematics
Niggas beefin' on the 'net, that's that fake static
Just gotta laugh at it and that's so sad
Whole career co-signed, that shit so bad, I get why you mad
Niggas still like to trip, they on me like they dad
That could never be me, I won't do that
Y'all be too glad to drop all that lil' bullshit, boy, you know it's ass
I won't give a pass
Yeah, yeah
Just me and you always checkin' up
On this road, I done seen a lot of stuff
I done made a whole bag then I fucked it up
Oh-oh, then I got it back
Not a lot of new niggas 'cause my bros keep me on track
Saw deal and went to the gun store, I can't lack (Boop-boop-boop-boop)
If you throwin' shots, we gon' throw 'em back
Coolin' out and I was cookin' dope, huh
Wake up at glo house then walk to the store
I was fucked up last year, I don't need to know
Had to be a real nigga, shit came back in tenfold (pretti kill—)
She look like a model and she could've been in Vogue
Huh, I'm ready for a wife, I don't wan' love these hoes
Try this shit once, I'll kick your ass out the door
Try it twice, nigga, you get sliced, bitch, I'm cutthroat
She look like a model and she could've been in Vogue
I'm ready for a wife, I don't wan' love these hoes
