Just Like Me lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh
Yeah, aw yeah (MIA JAY C)
Hey (I hear you, JAY C)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, all these n*ggas wan' be just like me
f*ck hoes, get money, yeah, that's all that I need
My b*tch real bad, pop Percs, sip lean
She put all my chains on, now she feelin' like me (Yeah)
If we ain't finna f*ck, I'm finna hang up
Baby, bend it over, yeah, I know it taste good
My b*tch pretty in the face, no makeup
Chase money, baby, I can't chase ya

[Verse]
Huh, another fifty thousand here, another fifty there
I hate going out in public, everybody starin'
I put all of my b*tches up in Amiri
I swear to God, I hate n*ggas, this sh*t gettin' weird
I see the flyest young n*gga when I look in the mirror
If you sayin' f*ck sh*t, then f*ck you
Say he gave the drop to the opps, don't trust him
Hoes ain't sh*t, brodie, please don't love 'em
Yeah, I ain't trippin' off no b*tch, it is what it is
All these hoes want is money and Birkin
I got way too much money to be hurtin'
They like, "Beezy, don't crash out, it ain't worth it"
But I think it is
sh*t, if I had some, I'd put it on my kids
I think you think you mad, I up forty on my wrist
But that ain't sh*t, Rafael workin' on my kit
More than a hundred thousand
In they hood, n*ggas nowhere to be found
Bad b*tch got a BBL, baby, can you bounce it?
I see the realest n*gga when I look up in the mirror
My shooter get the job done, get up out of there
[Chorus]
Yeah, all these n*ggas wan' be just like me
f*ck hoes, get money, yeah, that's all that I need
My b*tch real bad, pop Percs, sip lean
She put all my chains on, now she feelin' like me (Yeah)
If we ain't finna f*ck, I'm finna hang up
Baby, bend it over, yeah, I know it taste good
My b*tch pretty in the face, no makeup
Chase money, baby, I can't chase ya

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This sh*t ain't on me, it's in me
f*ck your camp, n*gga, Beezy