Blm (Be like me) Lyrics

Drill, like I'm in NYC

Drill, like I'm in NYC

Drill the boy like I'm in NYC

I know that these boys can't see

Hop on the beat and I'm shooting like green

Ay, ay, shining the light just like a beam

Ay, if that's not a bag then where would I be

If she was the best then why would I cheat

Them boys they mad cause they ain't like me

Yeah, you know that she likes me

Yeah, you know that she likes green

Yeah, you know that she sting like a bee

Hopping the track and I'm loving the beat

Them boys mad they wanna fight me

He hopping on live talk and all that

But that boy he really ain't on that

They be talking mad smack

When I pull up they go back back

When I pull up they get wack wack

Like a duck that boy go quack quack

Yeah, huh, you know I got racks racks

Drill, like I'm in NYC

Drill, like I'm in NYC

Drill the boy like I'm in NYC

I know that these boys can see

Hop on the beat and I'm shooting all green

Ay, ay, shining the light just like a beam

If that's not a bag then where would I be

If she was the best then why would I cheat

Ay, ay, they wanna be like me

Ay, they wanna be like me

I mean what could I say like

They wanna be like me

They wanna be like me

Like you cannot see

Yeah, my room all red no led lights,Yeah, it's full of blood

That boy a liar, He said he got a pool full of blood

Ay, ay, come try me, I wish you would

Ay, come find me, I hope you could

Ay, come fight me, I hope you would

I'm hoping for luck yeah I knock on wood

And these boys dumb they need some books

Ay, like I'm in NYC

Ay, like I'm in NYC

Ay, ay, like I'm in NYC

Like I'm in NYC

And I know that girl's a freak

Ay, ay, she wanna hang with me

Ay, ay, she cannot stay in the heat

Ay, ay, ball so much like I play for the heat

Ay, ay, these boys cannot come to me