Look At Me! (Remastered) Lyrics

Yeah, aye

All of these niggas so fake so fu

Yeah I'm with the gang right now who you

Re-up on the plug I'm a need like two

Baby girl I know you want to be my boo

I don't look down when I tie my shoes

I don't look down when I count my blues

I don't look up when I check that score

If we ahead, what I'm looking up for?

Hit up the plug and I need me a zip

Ain't no karate I'm chopping this brick

Ain't no karate I'm hitting this wood

Ain't no relation to Meagan I'm good

We playing catch and she throwing it back

Not into Windows I'm good with a Mac

Not into stripping I'm good with a pole

Yeah that's my bitch but I'm letting her go

Yeah that's my bitch but I'm letting her hoe

Making it rain and I'm making it snow

Making that bang and I'm making it blow

Making that cane and I'm making that coke

Ain't drop an album I'm making a tape

I fuck with shorty she making it shake

Said he a opp better give me a break

I got a lot on the top of the plate

He like computers I got him a tech

Hollow point hit out the side of his neck

He got a problem I got a Patek

He got a problem I shot up his back

I got a mom that I got to protect

I got a shooter recruiting cadets

Oh that's your ooter?

We checking credentials he want to be with the set

Bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies

Try to assault and I'm catching a Hommy

Feeling like Chuckie I move with a Tommy

Yeah I'm the best you don't got to remind me

That's why the labels be trying to finesse me

We do not aim where the bulletproof vest be

I'm on an island I'm riding a jet ski

Nigga you broke how the fuck you going to catch me

Nigga you dumb how the fuck you going to test me