Baby Money - I Like I Like lyrics

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Yeah, I like, I like bustdowns
The diamonds E color
I'm gettin' head in the foreign
I got my seats covered
I like, I like she tryna fuck
I don't need to love her
We both runnin' up a bag
We don't need each other i like, I like
I like the way we eat together
The plug be sendin' them bags
And we ain't seen each other
I went and got it out the mud
I don't need a shovel
Stay on your grind, stay on your grind

Lobster mac, i like asparagus with my steak
When I'm at the Chris a weird nigga
I got a bad habit of stackin' chips
I do the dash, no insurance
I like crashin' whips
He don't like watchin' Jason 'cause
I stabbed his bitch
White bandanas on my Amiris
'cause they twelve hundred
But you don't complain about no price
When you get real money
I like poppin' Percs with pain
I don't feel nothing
From the field to the bank
I feel like Will uncle hear me out
I ain't verified 'cause they terrified
We get rid of all these pounds
We ain't workin' out
Ask every mom about the game
I bet she heard of mine
Picked every diamond in my watch, bitch
It's certified

Yeah, I like, I like bustdowns
The diamonds E color
I'm gettin' head in the foreign
I got my seats covered
I like, I like she tryna fuck
I don't need to love her
We both runnin' up a bag
We don't need each other i like, I like
I like the way we eat together
The plug be sendin' them bags
And we ain't seen each other
I went and got it out the mud
I don't need a shovel
Stay on your grind, stay on your grind

I like the risk, I like hoppin' on that road
Pickin' up big bags
I like to make my bitch mad
And buy my bitch a bag
Soon as you tired of that Benz
You gon' switch the Jag
Them boys in that room singin'
Like his sister act
This ain't my first year
I'm 'bout to bring the rookies back
Why you hoppin' on that plane
Ain't bringin' Cookie back?
You said you never seen a million? Bitch
You lookin' at it
They ain't believe I was gon' get it
Now I'm pushin' past it
Told 'em I like the rush that
I get when I hit licks
I like pullin' out every track
When I hit your bitch
I like pushin' her head down
When she want a kiss
I like the rainbow on my
Wrist 'cause my shit hit

Yeah, I like, I like bustdowns
The diamonds E color
I'm gettin' head in the foreign
I got my seats covered
I like, I like she tryna fuck
I don't need to love her
We both runnin' up a bag
We don't need each other i like, I like
I like the way we eat together
The plug be sendin' them bags
And we ain't seen each other
I went and got it out the mud
I don't need a shovel
Stay on your grind, stay on your grind