likethat! Lyrics

Yeah, why you keep on talking, you ain't like that

Just did a walkthrough in the club and made a light bag

I've been counting millis, give a fuck about a price tag

I be rocking Ricky to the toes, yeah, I'm like that

Buy some Dior for the hoes, put her on her back

Old bitch keep on calling, I don't want her back

Lil' nigga keep on pressing we got hella straps

And if it's money that you talking, we got hella racks

I been doing this shit for seven years, I ain't no rookie, bitch

How you fall in love and she don't want you, you a stupid bitch

I can't fall in love, she want my money, that's that groupie shit

Throw a party, Project X, yeah, we movie lit

Yeah, all these niggas saying, look how cool he is

Big sticks with the drums, got the cooler kit

He keep saying what he gon' do, but he ain't doing shit

He ain't drop none

He keep getting out his face then I might pop son

FN57 and we got them Glocks son

Rollie Skydweller just look at the watch son

Brand new Cullinan I'm pulling out the lot son

You was doing bad, fucking with them thots son

I be rocking Raf, yeah, I got a lot son

All these niggas talking down, they don't got none

Ain't number three or number two, bitch, I'm top one