Made You Look lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy
Ayy
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[Verse]
I'm so good at what I do, I should probably write a book
I just hit her with the woah, wait, shawty, I made you look
I'm the king of makin' hooks, so they call me Captain Hook
Made a mixtape in three days, tell 'em save it for the books
n*ggas tryna find out who I rap like
Tell them n*ggas to keep on lookin' and use a flashlight, uh
I don't sound-bite 'cause my sound tight
You ain't rappin' what you livin', you a clown, right
When it comes to hoes, I always give her rounds, right
Gotta hit my hoes in twos 'cause three's a crowd, right
I don't need no f*ckin' stylist 'cause my style right
I don't need no f*ckin' stylist 'cause my style right, ayy
I got the game goin' crazy, they losing control like they Missy
Ain't no twenties in pockets, just hundreds and fifties
I'm selective with b*tches, you know that I'm picky
I got choices, I got options, I got b*tches by the group
If she ain't suckin' in this Benzo, I'ma kick her out the coupe, ayy, ayy
I don't follow rules 'cause I'm a boss, n*gga
Heard she chose up on your ass, that's your loss, n*gga
And if these n*ggas want a feature, it's gon' cost n*ggas
You tried to diss me for some clout, you got balls, n*gga
f*ck is you talkin' 'bout? How is you broke, but you takin' these shots?
You out here sayin' f*ck all of these b*tches, but you out here savin' these thots
I know a b*tch that was playin' back then, but now she gon' f*ck 'cause I'm hot
I wanna f*ck you and all your friends, so tell me, they f*ckin' or not? Ayy, ayy
Big drip
She fell in love with a rich di*k
I don't drink, but I stay on some lit sh*t
Put baguettes on my wrist, got my wrist lit
We make porn, we ain't watchin' no chick flick
Heard you paid for the box, you a trick trick
I got chains on my neck, call me Slick Rick
Diamonds gave me the flu, I'm so sick sick, ayy, ayy
They say that I flex too much, my body different
Met this girl last week, this week, her body different
I just put her in some fur, I got her body itching
All these blue notes in my pocket, they think I'm probably Crippin', ayy