Sound Like Who? (Original) lyrics

[Chorus: ILoveMakonnen]
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?

[Verse 1: ILoveMakonnen]
n*gga I hit the club, all these f*cking songs
Sound the god damn same, what the f*ck these n*ggas on?
Boy these n*ggas lame, out here rapping the same sh*t
And when I pull up on these n*ggas, they never have no bricks
Or no weed, or no molly, or no motherf*cking coke
Man this sh*t is not fun, these n*ggas ain't even got no jokes
Boy they broker than a joke, I'm out here rеally selling that dope
And I'm talking on tracks, n*ggas speaking thеse facts
And my dope is f*cking art and n*gga, my art is dope
So please don't misconstrue my dope for meaning I'm here selling coke
Cause I do not sell no coke, unless it's Coca Cola
Dasani water products, no, n*gga on us, f*cking get a sponsor

[Chorus: ILoveMakonnen]
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Hold on, hold on
[?] just started
Boat from the six, god these b*tches are horny
Aye these b*tches tryna f*ck, cause my money is longer
And my change is real, n*gga you get the feel
Hold on
36 diamonds are shining too bright, you can get you a picture
Whoa, b*tch from the pic got an ass like a [?] but she can't roll like a Swisher
Gimme them racks, I'ma pull up too clean, pull up in a fisker
I might pull up, I might pull off, pull off with your sister
Diamonds they dance like Meechie, Saint Laurent [?]
New Balance on like I'm Gleechie, bow to your knees when you greet me
Whoa, new [?], all these pus*y n*ggas cheesy
Damn, I spent my whole check on my wrist, now my wrist lookin' freezy
All these pus*y n*ggas greasy, that's why I stay with the same n*ggas who I been with, before I had that, now I got that, and I'm on now
b*tch tried to call my phone, said that she need some, better go now
Bout to go and cop a crip, with a new Italian b*tch, up in Rome now
Bout to cop a new [?], that's a foul shot
Balling hard like I'm A.I., pus*y n*gga don't you dare try
I heard your new song and it sound like pure sh*t, and you're a lyricist
Broke n*gga ain't got a pot to p*ss, talking bout the diamonds in his wrist

[Chorus: ILoveMakonnen]
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
Them n*ggas tryna sound like who? Us?
[Verse 3: ILoveMakonnen]