Like Me lyrics

[Intro]
Ha-ha-ha
B-B-Bankroll got it

[Chorus]
Your b*tch ain't bad like me (Like me)
Ain't got a ass like me (Like me)
She gon' pop it to the splits
Get on top and ride that strap like me (Uh, uh, uh)
Your b*tch ain't down like me (Huh)
Ain't go to town like me (Like me)
She gon' take it to the store with a bread
And spend no bag like me (Spend no bag)

[Verse 1]
Why you keep f*ckin' with the lames (Lames)
I got clout, got bread, got fame (Got fame)
Tell your b*tch stay in her lane (Her lane)
Before I get to stomp her brain (Ah)
Shorty think we same (What)
She say crazy, I'm insane (Insane)
b*tch, come into my domain (Huh)
Can't stand me, I'm pink cocaine
I like drugs, I like sex (Drugs, sex)
Give me face, give me neck (Face, neck)
I got bands, b*tch, I flex (Bands, flex)
Took your place 'cause, b*tch, I'm next, I'm next (I'm next, I'm next)
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh?
Where the beat go?
We startin' over?

[Chorus]
Your b*tch ain't bad like me
Ain't got a ass like me (Like me)
She gon' pop it to the splits
Get on top and ride that strap like me (Like me, like me)
Your b*tch ain't down like me (Huh)
Ain't go to town like me (Uh)
She gon' take it to the store with a bread
And spend no bag like me (No bag like me)

[Verse 2]
Tiffany like my best friend
Show me diamonds, my back bend (Bend)
I start all the brand new trends
All my concerts she attends (Number one)
Hatin' on me, she a big fan (Huh)
Your b*tch can't dance but I can (I can)
She ain't that clean she chain man (Ooh, ooh)
She mad cause I took her mans (Surprise)
What she wanna be like me for (Why)
She do this but I can do more (Do more)
She a sl*t, but call me your whore (Ah)
I shoot shots you know that I score (Score)
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh
Yeah

[Chorus]
Your b*tch ain't bad like me (Like me)
Ain't got a ass like me (Like me)
She gon' pop it to the splits
Get on top and ride that strap like me (Like me, Like me)
Your b*tch ain't down like me (What?)
Ain't go to town like me (Like me)
She gon' take it to the store with a bread and spend no bag like me
She ain't got no bag

[Post-Chorus]
Don't stop, 'til I am done
Won't stop, please make me c*m
Please stop, that b*tch is done
Please stop, I hit the drums
Don't stop, 'til I am done
Won't stop, please make me c*m
Please stop, that b*tch is done
Please stop, I hit the drums

[Outro]
I like drugs, I like sex
Give me face, give me neck
I got bands, b*tch, I flex
Took your place, 'cause b*tch, I'm next
Huh