Like Dat Lyrics

Yes

Grab the remote

You know what channel to flip to...

Don't be stupid

Don't play with me boy play with yourself

I'm the one that knocked them down and they passing me the belt

The ref grab my hand and throw it up, bitch I'm the champ

Certified real nigga hit him with the stamp

I ain't in a rush at all, like slow spinning tires

Mask on taking my time like I'm Micheal Myers (yeah)

Like that, bitch it's like this

I got the right hustle, I just need the right lick

I got that shit you want, come out the pocket like Mike Vic

I'm talking bout the best, got some slap like some Ike shit

Bitch I'm a hustler, take what I need to chase the cheese

I'm talking a grinder like what you use to break the weed

I only follow paper like I'm scrolling, check my feed

You want it, it's gone cost you, dis shit come wit a fee

The shit up on my face is what they wearing when they ski

But it ain't no snow around, this just how it's going down

This just how we rolling round, this just how we bust a move

If my nigga spot you then he got you boy lil bro a fool

Bend the corner, hit da gas, look around, throw da tool

Keep it gangsta wit yourself, you play with him, you know ya lose

Don't play with me boy play with yourself

I'm the one that knocked them down and they passing me the belt

The ref grab my hand and throw it up, bitch I'm the champ

Certified real nigga hit him with the stamp

I ain't in a rush at all, like slow spinning tires

Mask on taking my time like I'm Micheal Myers (yeah)

Like that, bitch it's like this

I got the right hustle, I just need the right lick