Lookin For Me ft. Hello ZayDoe Lyrics

Tell them niggas to stop looking, It ain't hard to find me

I be hangin with my brothers, Cook you like hot pastrami

Y'all ain't hustlin' for shit, Yall gon ask y'all mommies

All my niggas got shit to lose, Ain't tryna catch no bodies

Disrespect the damn homie, bitch its fuck yo mans

All these blue strips got me doin' a money dance

Loose lips, sink ships, take it to the coffin

All this money and all this power, Got'em wantin' to off me

I'm a different type of nigga, you can feel the vibes

Broad day or late night, is you down to ride

You lost your nigga to the streets, Is you down to slide

I'm Curry with the shot, if I'm open, Boy, I'm blowin' mines

I keep a heater on my hip, don't try to press me or test me

Bubble in hands like I'm testing

I need a freak who gon' suck on my testes

Bless me, I'm slammin' down skins like we wrestlin

I'm from the trenches, It gets sick in my part of town

Now you all about them Benjis, Cuz your mans around

Where was that same energy at when your mans was down

I never been to a circus, but I can tell, dawg, your mans a clown

I need a pocket full of blues like I'm pickin' berries

Blood walkin' in these Loubs like I'm squashin' cherries

I feel like 40's Sprinkle me, like a fuckin' fairy

Hit a home run in this bitch, I'm the next Barry

Tell them niggas to stop looking, It ain't hard to find me

I be hangin with my brothers, Cook you like hot pastrami

Y'all ain't hustlin' for shit, Yall gon ask y'all mommies

All my niggas got shit to lose, Ain't tryna catch no bodies

Disrespect the damn homie, bitch its fuck yo mans

All these blue strips got me doin' a money dance

Loose lips, sink ships, take it to the coffin

All this money and all this power, Got'em wantin' to off me

Slap a nigga to the floor just for disrespectin

Don't be actin' off of motion, this chest not checkers

Come through steppin' in this bitch like I'm skywalkin

Penthouse suites, laker game in them skyboxes

Niggas postin' on the block lookin' like target practice

Got that shit up in the case just like a tennis racket

We been steppin' in this bitch, we in a different bracket

Bussdown a Cuban, diamonds dancin' like it's Michael Jackson

Got a black and white bitch, somethin' like Yin and Yang

The only thing ain't let me down, it's just Benny Frank

Had him runnin' through the streets like he Tom Hanks

Jeopardize it all, we ain't never playin' shit safe

It's Been, fuck the opps, this shit ain't new

Said he want static, get him shocked just like he Pikachu

Get a little money, now these bitches want a piece of you

Speakin' on my name, shit get nasty like unseasoned food

Facts, nigga

Tell them niggas to stop looking, It ain't hard to find me

I be hangin with my brothers, Cook you like hot pastrami

Y'all ain't hustlin' for shit, Yall gon ask y'all mommies

All my niggas got shit to lose, Ain't tryna catch no bodies

Disrespect the damn homie, bitch its fuck yo mans

All these blue strips got me doin' a money dance

Loose lips, sink ships, take it to the coffin

All this money and all this power, Got'em wantin' to off me