Me Lyrics

(Mmm)

(Double F)

It's Thirty3 (Mmm)

(Mmm)

(It's that Mustang City Music)

It's fucked up, yeah these niggas wanna be me

Wanna be me I make it look easy

But it's not really easy, wanna be me? (Mmm, ah)

Thirty3 (It's that Mustang City Music)

It's fucked up, yeah these niggas wanna be me

Wanna be me I make it look easy

But it's not really easy, wanna be me? (Mmm)

It's King Jay, don't forget bout the Three Three

I'm a King yeah I really need my 'Queen B'

Hoodie'd up making sure they can't see me (Mmm)

Amiri the denim, (mmm) the cops tryna get 'em (Mmm)

Gucci when he steppin', (mmm) and he always keep weapon (Mmm)

Bad bitch from the Westend, (mmm) and she came with her best friend (Mmm)

And they both tryna get in, (mmm) baby this is your lesson (Mmm)

Yeah, mmm, I'm tryna get green up

(Green up)

And get a car that speed up (Speed up)

He fucking with his re-up (Re-up)

I'm sreaming free the demons (Free the cro's)

Niggas two faced can't trust a soul

Mario in the cut he gon' let it blow

She a real freak keep it on the low from the north to the south gotta keep a pole

Jane street raised me, I'm a real street baby (Jane baby)

Jane street raised me I'm a real street baby (Baby)

She broke my heart, she'll do it again

I was in the booth, no pad and pen

This off the top, this off the top

So spin again, just spin again

Big plates Ruth Chris'in

She love me, I miss it

These niggas fu they dissin'

He a little boy, dismiss him

I'm just tryna ball LaMelo, I'm in a hoodie Carmelo

All the pain I feel can't let go

This an Audi bitch not a rental

You playing with soul, then I'ma let it go (Let it go)

I ain't a killer but don't push me, had to let you know (Spin again, just spin again)

It's fucked up, yeah these niggas wanna be me

Wanna be me I make it look easy

But it's not really easy, wanna be me? (Mmm)

It's King Jay, don't forget bout the Three Three

I'm a King yeah I really need my 'Queen B'

Hoodie'd up making sure they can't see me (Mmm)

Amiri the denim, (mmm) the cops tryna get 'em (Mmm)

Gucci when he steppin', (mmm) and he always keep weapon (Mmm)

Bad bitch from the Westend, (mmm) and she came with her best friend (Mmm)

And they both tryna get in, (mmm) baby this is your lesson (Mmm)

(Mm)

(Mmm)

This off the top (Mmm)

No pen, no pad, this off the dome

It's Thirty3 (Mmm)