JStar Balla - LIKE THIS lyrics
[JStar Balla - LIKE THIS lyrics]
(Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah)
(Everything Dead, Gang, Grah)
Like, Ima start it like this
C-HI I Wvttz got lined by a bitch
Smoking on shh that shit gotta kick
Like 10 knocks in the party it’s lit (like)
Now these lil niggas wanna rap
Like why they mad cuz they bitch on my lap
Like I call up brodie he quick to attack
Caught a opp by the store
He started running laps
Why they mad cuz I’m bussin in VVS
(Like) why they mad cuz they just wanna be me
(Like) why they mad he got hit in his
Fiji (Like) told the opps get wit me
(Like) Saw a opp he
Started running ricky (Like)
She a baddie she totin the sitchy
Brodie got caught with thе knock
Got sent up top
Shit get lit when you livе in the city
(Like) Foreign V I be riding wit knockas
You know it’s up if I catch me a Flocka
She in the passenger sucking me proper
Like stupid lil bitch you can’t
Come to mi casa
(Like) Big 40 it’s stuck to my hip
Can’t talk on shh that boy in a spliff
Like spin in the V and we flippin that shit
Like every opp shot gotta stand on that shit
Now these lil niggas wanna rap
(like) Why they mad cuz they bitch on my lap
(Like) I call up brodie he quick to attack
Caught a opp by the store
He started running laps
(Forever 14 nigga, not that other nigga)
(Not that other nigga you heard?)
Brodie got caught with the knock
Got sent up top shit get hot
When you live in the city
(Like) Foreign V I be riding wit knockas
And you know it’s up if i catch me a Flocka
She in the passenger sucking me proper
Like stupid lil bitch you can’t
Come to mi casa
We the ones that be going insane
Talking on bro leave ya ass inna grave
See that boy on my block
And I’m snatching his chain
All the O’s outside goin crazy for cane
Like opp thot she be giving me
Brain, can’t come to my block
That nigga not gang
And you know what we stand for
"Money Bitches Fame" if I told you I gotchu
Promise you won’t change
He not a hitter, that boy be on TikTok
If we step in the party we
Come wit like 3 chops
She on my body she eyeing the wrist watch
Keep shaking that shit that
Booty be on TikTok (Like)
We the ones that gon flock out the V
We gon spin through they
Shit make everybody bleed
And free the whole gang till
My niggas is free
Like free Stali B that boy was on a spree
Like Why they lying they don’t be outside
(Like)
Like why they don’t act like ion tote the 9
Guala a Bixy got dubbed out the 9
So that means he a plate he
Can’t come to my side
Like all the Flocka niggas to my dick
And you know it’s black shades when
We spin through ya strips
See that boy on the corner
We lit up the strip (like)
Like we ain’t heard from niggas since (Grah)
(Every Opp Shot, You know the vibes nigga)
(Everything Dead, Free all the members)
(Grah, Grah, Like)
(Everything Dead, Gang, Grah)
Like, Ima start it like this
C-HI I Wvttz got lined by a bitch
Smoking on shh that shit gotta kick
Like 10 knocks in the party it’s lit (like)
Now these lil niggas wanna rap
Like why they mad cuz they bitch on my lap
Like I call up brodie he quick to attack
Caught a opp by the store
He started running laps
Why they mad cuz I’m bussin in VVS
(Like) why they mad cuz they just wanna be me
(Like) why they mad he got hit in his
Fiji (Like) told the opps get wit me
(Like) Saw a opp he
Started running ricky (Like)
She a baddie she totin the sitchy
Brodie got caught with thе knock
Got sent up top
Shit get lit when you livе in the city
(Like) Foreign V I be riding wit knockas
You know it’s up if I catch me a Flocka
She in the passenger sucking me proper
Like stupid lil bitch you can’t
Come to mi casa
(Like) Big 40 it’s stuck to my hip
Can’t talk on shh that boy in a spliff
Like spin in the V and we flippin that shit
Like every opp shot gotta stand on that shit
Now these lil niggas wanna rap
(like) Why they mad cuz they bitch on my lap
(Like) I call up brodie he quick to attack
Caught a opp by the store
He started running laps
(Forever 14 nigga, not that other nigga)
(Not that other nigga you heard?)
Brodie got caught with the knock
Got sent up top shit get hot
When you live in the city
(Like) Foreign V I be riding wit knockas
And you know it’s up if i catch me a Flocka
She in the passenger sucking me proper
Like stupid lil bitch you can’t
Come to mi casa
We the ones that be going insane
Talking on bro leave ya ass inna grave
See that boy on my block
And I’m snatching his chain
All the O’s outside goin crazy for cane
Like opp thot she be giving me
Brain, can’t come to my block
That nigga not gang
And you know what we stand for
"Money Bitches Fame" if I told you I gotchu
Promise you won’t change
He not a hitter, that boy be on TikTok
If we step in the party we
Come wit like 3 chops
She on my body she eyeing the wrist watch
Keep shaking that shit that
Booty be on TikTok (Like)
We the ones that gon flock out the V
We gon spin through they
Shit make everybody bleed
And free the whole gang till
My niggas is free
Like free Stali B that boy was on a spree
Like Why they lying they don’t be outside
(Like)
Like why they don’t act like ion tote the 9
Guala a Bixy got dubbed out the 9
So that means he a plate he
Can’t come to my side
Like all the Flocka niggas to my dick
And you know it’s black shades when
We spin through ya strips
See that boy on the corner
We lit up the strip (like)
Like we ain’t heard from niggas since (Grah)
(Every Opp Shot, You know the vibes nigga)
(Everything Dead, Free all the members)
(Grah, Grah, Like)