"Like Me" lyrics
(Red, this ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
Hey
What? Yeah, uh, ayy, uh, what?
Know I'm gon' keep this shit all just like this here
Back in 901
The Sauce
Ain't too many niggas like me, uh (Uh-uh)
Drippin' until I'm deceased, uh (Drip)
Louis V strapped to my feet (Woah)
In the field, not havin' no cleats (Huh?)
Give her chills when I step on a beat (What?)
This ice on my arm, don't do the Van Cleef (Bling)
Want the money, just broke on a freak (Cash)
I Forgi the rims and we on the streets, uh (Nyoom)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
You all talk, uh
Focus on fillin' the vault
Know he be hatin', he droppin' the salt
Trapped out a vacant with rock and the salt
That why I'm stayin' three-story, the house
Come with that play and we knockin' you off
Got blowers like fans, they all in the couch
We shoot and he dead
Better duck or get one in the head
Hit the Gala, spend a lot of bread
Push a 'Vette, came from ridin' pegs
Fuck fame, want money instead
Pourin' up the Qua', wishin' it was red
Fightin' cases, still duck the feds
Got a problem, nigga, crack your egg
Leave him yolkin', uh
No, I ain't with all the jokin'
Just like wideouts, yeah, I'm havin' motion
Dealin' with some pain, go deep like the ocean
Pourin' up the potion, runnin' with some vultures
Got a migo plug, doin' it for the culture
Death to the rats, snakes, and the roaches
Had to run the routes, eight-one orange
Tryna take somethin', nigga, I ain't goin' (Hey)
Ain't too many niggas like me, uh (Uh-uh)
Drippin' until I'm deceased, uh (Drip)
Louis V strapped to my feet (Woah)
In the field, not havin' no cleats (Huh?)
Give her chills when I step on a beat (What?)
This ice on my arm, don't do the Van Cleef (Bling)
Want the money, just broke on a freak (Cash)
I Forgi the rims and we on the streets, uh (Nyoom)
Ain't too many niggas like me, uh (Uh-uh)
Drippin' until I'm deceased, uh (Drip)
Louis V strapped to my feet (Woah)
In the field, not havin' no cleats (Huh?)
Give her chills when I step on a beat (What?)
This ice on my arm, don't do the Van Cleef (Bling)
Want the money, just broke on a freak (Cash)
I Forgi the rims and we on the streets, uh (Nyoom)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
Hey
What? Yeah, uh, ayy, uh, what?
Know I'm gon' keep this shit all just like this here
Back in 901
The Sauce
Ain't too many niggas like me, uh (Uh-uh)
Drippin' until I'm deceased, uh (Drip)
Louis V strapped to my feet (Woah)
In the field, not havin' no cleats (Huh?)
Give her chills when I step on a beat (What?)
This ice on my arm, don't do the Van Cleef (Bling)
Want the money, just broke on a freak (Cash)
I Forgi the rims and we on the streets, uh (Nyoom)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
You all talk, uh
Focus on fillin' the vault
Know he be hatin', he droppin' the salt
Trapped out a vacant with rock and the salt
That why I'm stayin' three-story, the house
Come with that play and we knockin' you off
Got blowers like fans, they all in the couch
We shoot and he dead
Better duck or get one in the head
Hit the Gala, spend a lot of bread
Push a 'Vette, came from ridin' pegs
Fuck fame, want money instead
Pourin' up the Qua', wishin' it was red
Fightin' cases, still duck the feds
Got a problem, nigga, crack your egg
Leave him yolkin', uh
No, I ain't with all the jokin'
Just like wideouts, yeah, I'm havin' motion
Dealin' with some pain, go deep like the ocean
Pourin' up the potion, runnin' with some vultures
Got a migo plug, doin' it for the culture
Death to the rats, snakes, and the roaches
Had to run the routes, eight-one orange
Tryna take somethin', nigga, I ain't goin' (Hey)
Ain't too many niggas like me, uh (Uh-uh)
Drippin' until I'm deceased, uh (Drip)
Louis V strapped to my feet (Woah)
In the field, not havin' no cleats (Huh?)
Give her chills when I step on a beat (What?)
This ice on my arm, don't do the Van Cleef (Bling)
Want the money, just broke on a freak (Cash)
I Forgi the rims and we on the streets, uh (Nyoom)
Ain't too many niggas like me, uh (Uh-uh)
Drippin' until I'm deceased, uh (Drip)
Louis V strapped to my feet (Woah)
In the field, not havin' no cleats (Huh?)
Give her chills when I step on a beat (What?)
This ice on my arm, don't do the Van Cleef (Bling)
Want the money, just broke on a freak (Cash)
I Forgi the rims and we on the streets, uh (Nyoom)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy
