How TF He Like You lyrics
by Real Boston Richey
[Intro]
(Tahj Money)
Uh, come and get you one
Huh, come and get you one
Yeah, come and get you one
Rich n*gga, come and get you one
Don't be talkin', poor-ass n*gga
(FOREVEROLLING)
[Chorus]
Buy a brand new b*tch a brand new butt
Brand new you, me, brand new us
Some sh*t ain't addin' up
Go and tell that n*gga his timin' up
How the f*ck he like you? He ain't bust you down or bought you nothin'
That n*gga not like me, bust a jugg 'round the city, I'ma teach you somethin'
[Post-Chorus]
Know I'm havin', spent four K, get my IG back, go and ask Tucson
That sh*t ain't addin' up, these n*ggas ain't having nothin'
Want a rich n*gga, bow down and come and get you one
Wanna slide for the rich n*gga, come and get you onе
[Verse 1]
Go and get my Patek bust, was ridin' down on that paddy bus
f*ck, damn, that sh*t was tough
Know I'm splittin' pay whenеver I bust a jugg and run it up
Know I get in my ways and go to feelin' myself like Papa Duck
Forever hold me down, the only way to go from here is up
Keep it G, it's only right I get you that G-Wagen truck
A couple G's whenever you feelin' down, that's just to bring you up
Get on down, no, we don't f*ck around whenever it go up
Buy a bag whenever I sell a bag, now bae, that's pushin' tree
I ran it up off Bubba, why you think I ain't trippin' on no fees?
Buyin' wigs became too much of a habit, they think I'm sellin' weave
Rich n*gga, new vibes, get you anything
[Chorus]
Buy a brand new b*tch a brand new butt
Brand new you, me, brand new us
Some sh*t ain't addin' up
Go and tell that n*gga his timin' up
How the f*ck he like you? He ain't bust you down or bought you nothin'
That n*gga not like me, bust a jugg 'round the city, I'ma teach you somethin'
[Verse 2]
What you want? We cashin' out, whatever to make you smile
Can't be no goofy, I refuse to let them treat me like Bilal
Lil' movie dates, that's just to catch a vibe when I'm in town
I know they hate every time they hit your pay, I'ma give you a thou'
I get up in you, you know we creepin', you better not make no sound
You f*ck me good, it ain't no sneakin', girl, I'ma hold you down
I ain't keepin' no secret, you know I'ma keep all my ex hoes from 'round
I'ma go in it deeper, whenever I'm in it, you gotta make me drown
Mmm, gotta be my keeper, you know I run the town
Mmm, ayy, bae, f*ck them people, you know I give you the crown
You know I keep one c*cked and keep some extra rounds
Don't talk about cheese, when it come to you, we don't care about no amount
[Chorus]
Buy a brand new b*tch a brand new butt
Brand new you, me, brand new us
Some sh*t ain't addin' up
Go and tell that n*gga his timin' up
How the f*ck he like you? He ain't bust you down or bought you nothin'
That n*gga not like me, bust a jugg 'round the city, I'ma teach you somethin'
[Post-Chorus]
Know I'm havin', spent four K, get my IG back, go and ask Tucson
That sh*t ain't addin' up, these n*ggas ain't having nothin'
Want a rich n*gga, bow down and come and get you one
Wanna slide for the rich n*gga, come and get you one