Like Me – $NOT

Letra da música Like Me. Acesse as músicas mais tocadas e lançamentos de $NOT.

Okay
Yeah, ayy
Like this, like that, yeah
Like this, like that
Everybody tryna be like me
Tryna take my juice, tryna take my steez
Everywhere I go, I’ma stay on my Qs and Ps
Everybody tryna be just like me
Choppa on my side and I might let it sing
Woah, that’s my queen
Bullet hit your dome with a lil’ earring
Bullet hit your dome with a lil’ earring
You my baby girl, but you not main squeeze
Clips for the stick and I might just squeeze
Glocks with the scope with the infrared beams
Fuck a bitch, then I dip, adiós, peace
Three shots to the back, give me five rings
Gotta get the work so I pull up big body
Pull up in a foreign, I ain’t talkin’ Maserati
Pull up in a ‘Rari
I be eatin’ good, I be eatin’ calamari
I might break a bone, call me fuckin’ Jeff Hardy
Two wheels, one seat, ’bout to rob a Harley
She knows what I need
Ridin’ around as I please
Fuckin’ everything up until I can’t see
(I can’t see)
Like this, like that
Everybody tryna be like me
Tryna take my juice, tryna take my steez
Everywhere I go, I’ma stay on my Qs and Ps
Everybody tryna be just like me
Choppa on my side and I might let it sing
Woah, that’s my queen
Bullet hit your dome with a lil’ earring
Woah, woah, woah, woah, get like me
Suicide doors and the inside green
Like, woah, woah, woah, woah, high speed
I’ma hit the gas, I don’t even need the keys (yeah)
I’ma pay in cash, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout a lease
Like a pair of dirty sneakers, yeah, I know that she a beater
I’ma hit it one time, you know I ain’t tryna keep her
And I know that they be plottin’ so I’m walkin’ with a nina
Okay, girl, won’t you put on a show for me?
I’m lovin’ the way that she throwin’ it back on me
She get the pat-down
Told her, bring it up, baby, bring it back down
Swingin’ ’round, baby, throw it in circles
All these racks got her jumpin’ like a hurdle
Like a hurdle
Like this, like that
Everybody tryna be like me
Tryna take my juice, tryna take my steez
Everywhere I go, I’ma stay on my Qs and Ps
Everybody tryna be just like me
Choppa on my side and I might let it sing
Woah, that’s my queen
Bullet hit your dome with a lil’ earring