Like This lyrics

by

TM88


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(That-that-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw)
Middle fingers to my enemies, I hope you die
Middle fingers to my enemies, I hope you die

[Chorus]
All these diamonds on my teeth is why I talk like this
Money in my pocket why I walk like this
All this money in my pocket why she stalk like this
I be Rick Owens steppin', better guard your b*tch
I already bought your b*tch
We did everything, I already bought your b*tch
Like, this the way I rage on some rockstar sh*t (Raindrops)
Ayy, rockstar sh*t
Ayy, rockstar sh*t, ayy

[Verse 1]
Sharing all these b*tches with my bros
All these b*tches out here, they be hoes
In the kitchen and they whippin' stoves
With my b*tches and they toting poles
I just f*cked me like 10 hoes
Stay down with my ten toes
Sharing all my money with my kinfolk
I am so done with the Kenzo jump in Benzo (uh yeah)
Um, rest in peace to Speaker Knockerz
Got your b*tch all on my arm
Like, Lil Uzi he just be wildin'
He got like all of these options, yeah
My new b*tch she is a vegan
I just be counting this broccoli
Yah, we got them choppers on choppers
Ain't nobody gonna stop us
I just be lightin the gas, yah
Sometimes I’m lit with the booth, yah
That b*tch like oh where the tool, yah
She just be gone off the boot, yah
Like Rick Owens all on my shoes, yah
Feel like MJ with the moves, yah
f*cking your b*tch with my goons, yah
Leave her wet like the pool, yah
[Chorus]
All these diamonds on my teeth is why I talk like this
Money in my pocket why I walk like this
All this money in my pocket why she stalk like this
I be Rick Owens steppin', better guard your b*tch
I already bought your b*tch
We did everything, I already bought your b*tch
Like, this the way I rage on some rockstar sh*t (Raindrops)
Ayy, rockstar sh*t
Ayy, rockstar sh*t

[Verse 2]
All these diamonds in my mouth is why I talk like this
Hundred fifty thousand why I walk like this
Yeah kick my little sh*t with a rockstar b*tch
Yeah turn her right around and give her rockstar di*k
That is not your b*tch
We be going hard to ignite your b*tch
Pass her right to the squad and they bite your b*tch
Make her slob on my knob, like the whole Three 6
On the real, I don't even like your b*tch
Ask squad, one night your b*tch
Long di*k and I'mma pipe your b*tch
Long di*k and I'mma pipe your b*tch
Same money don't even excite that b*tch
Friend zone, I don't even like that b*tch
10 hoes, on the real life's so lit
Number one rule, should've never wife'd that b*tch
[Chorus]
All these diamonds on my teeth is why I talk like this
Money in my pocket why I walk like this
All this money in my pocket why she stalk like this
I be Rick Owens steppin', better guard your b*tch
I already bought your b*tch
We did everything, I already bought your b*tch
Like, this the way I rage on some rockstar sh*t (Raindrops)
Ayy, rockstar sh*t
Ayy, rockstar sh*t
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net